In my nerdy tween days, I was dying for my dad to quit smoking. In a wild attempt to trick him into it, I started secretly picking up old cigarette butts from the house’s ashtray and tossing them into a jar with water. I let the concoction sit there for a whole month, then wrapped it up and offered it to him as a present with a handwritten card simply saying: these are your lungs. He grounded me for a week and kept on puffing (#epicfail).
Now that I’m an on & off smoker myself, I realize that this gross stunt was possibly as obnoxious as purchasing 5 pounds of MyPetFat for a fatass friend. Launched back in 2003, MyPetFat sells anatomically correct replicas of body fat that one should carry around and look at every other hour to get “visually motivated†to get off the couch, stop eating crap and ultimately, lose weight.
In my humble opinion, it’s potentially just as efficient as assigning the care of a tamagotchi to a crack-addict mother-to-be.
What do you think? Just FYI, I’m eating a slice of pizza while writing this post.
Thats knarly!