So I'm standing in line for some delicious Tito's Tacos Sunday night and it hits me like a massive load of baby batter to a hooker's head. Fat people, I mean really fat people, have no business eating fast food. It's disgusting. Theoretically no one should eat fast food. Hell, I'm probably in what most consider to be pretty good shape and I shouldn't touch the stuff. But alas I had three tacos, with cheese, and a chicken tamale on top of the complimentary chips and salsa they give you. (For the record, Tito's Tacos are fantastic.)

The main point here, though, is that waiting in that line for 30 minutes made me realize how fat this country is. There were three separate lines with at least 15 people in each. Out of those approximate 45 people, at least half could be considered fat and half of them could be considered obese. And there they are, preparing their order.

We know the health concerns here. We know that these people shouldn't be in these lines preparing to order 20 bucks worth of Mexican food. This is obvious. So I'm not going to rant about how it's bad for these people to eat this food. Keep in mind I fully support the idea of keeping fat people away from fast food for their own health. (I try to think I'm somewhat considerate.) I want to expand on the idea of them grossing me out.

So, the fact that fat people shouldn't eat fast food for health reasons is obvious and already stated. So what about the secondary victim here: me? And by me, I mean any non-fat individual...anywhere...ever. It really grosses me out to walk into any place that sells food, fast food joints especially, and see these people gorging themselves with extra large fries and 64oz. sodas. It's disgusting. One of the girls in front of me in line at Tito's had on a spaghetti strap tank top with those sweatpant short shorts that girls love to wear. (The ones that usually have something "cute" written on the ass to make us look.) This girl looked like Violet Beauregarde after she chewed the three-course-meal gum. ("Violet, you're turning violet, Violet!")

I seriously could not find where her breasts ended and her massive gut began. The sad thing is that this girl was probably no older than 18. And here she is preparing her inevitable heart attack with a beef 'n burrito. It was really quite revolting.

There was also a guy in the next line over that probably had not seen his genitals in at least a dozen years. And here he is ordering five tacos and some chile rellenos.

Now I don't want a bunch of hatemail saying I'm an insensitive jerk and that I'm only furthering the unhealthy pursuit of being super skinny that people love to accuse the media of doing. I'm not here to start telling everyone to be super skinny. That's just as gross. Not everyone can look like a model and I understand that. When I talk about fat people I mean really fat people. There's plenty of "regular" people that are a little chubby here or there. And you know what, that's fine. Not all of us have time to perfectly sculp our bodies. I'm talking about people that have no business wearing spandex. People that when they were stilettos the shoes yell back at them. It's just gross.

Keep in mind that I want these people to be healthy for themselves first and foremost. Don't get me wrong. But secondarily I don't want to look at them like that. It makes me nauseas to go into a restaurant and seeing an overweight couple wolfing down a fistful of french fries drenched in ketchup. You know what, there's a third now. It makes me sick to know that the rest of the world considers us overweight, gluttonous pigs because these fatties can't keep it under control. Have a frickin' ricecake, for cryin' outloud!

I mean, if you're not going to get fit and healthy for yourself you might as well do it for your country...and if you're not going to do it for your country do it for the guy standing behind you at McDonald's. He doesn't need to see your back titties. Just stay away from high fructose corn syrup and hit a treadmill every once in a while and all is forgiven. I just really don't want to be nauseas waiting in line for food anymore. It's like fueling a stereotype or something watching fat people wait in line at a fast food joint. All I'm saying is that it makes the rest of the non-fatties feel like they want to ralph all over the back of your makeshift moo-moo. Do it for yourself, do it for me, do it for America - I don't care. Just please stop grossing me out. Now if you'll excuse me, my breakfast burrito is getting cold.