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you might not want the war but youd love the money <.<
Not to sound like an ass, but it seems to me that your impression of war is the same as that of a 10 year old boy who still plays war games with his friends. You aren't exactly going to be a Solid Snake during a real war. And well, money is useless if you get killed since there are no respawns.
D:
a vid about overweight ppl were one is eating 33,000 calories a day!****note this video is from a larger documentary aired on TLC i in no way own it*******th...
Everyone that says war obviously is only thinking about the fighting. There are many other horrible aspects of war ranging from gang rapes, murdering children, and the emotional trauma you'll be left with afterwards. I'd very much rather be fat and oblivious.
I'm already fat. I'm also freakishly strong and fitter than a lot of folk I know. The last time I got into a fight I simply picked up the other guy by the neck.
And yes, I'm not as fat as those folks. Those guys are the extreme side of things. I could just as easily post pictures of some of the stuff that happens, daily, in war at the moment. And bare in mind there are maybe, what, 20,000 extremely obese people? I'm talking so fat they can't walk. How many folks loose a leg, or an arm, or there face in warfare every day? And that's with the world as it is, relatively stable.
Remember, guys, a clean kill is rare because humans are tough creatures. You have a much better chance of spending your last moments with your guts around your ankles while whats left craps on your boots.
And if your grandfather managed to get through those wars without damage then great Yalmuk. Most people aren't as capable of killing people without suffering themselves. I know my own grand fathers both refused to ever fight again after seeing some of the stuff during the second world war.
i have no quams about fighting people
and i can zone my emotions out...not to mention i would rather die of a artillery shell then a heart attack..
but thats just me
I'm talking so fat they can't walk. How many folks loose a leg, or an arm, or there face in warfare every day? And that's with the world as it is, relatively stable.
In wall-e world those fatties cant do very much. If you loose leg AT LEAST it's possible to move around and go to shop etc. But those obese people aren't going anywhere without help! I would rather lose my leg since nowdays artificial legs (of course you cant get best in most countries) are so good and you can even run.
Yes, but it's a hell of a lot easier to loose weight than it is to regrow a leg. And the folks in Wall-E do all get up and start walking by the end, even with there fat ass and tiny skeletal system...
i have no quams about fighting people
and i can zone my emotions out...not to mention i would rather die of a artillery shell then a heart attack..
but thats just me
I cannot fathom the idea that you would rather die face down in the mud, writhing in agony as your limbs are blown away by artillery fire. I'd much rather die at 105. Spoiler:
Like Zero in MGS4.
I'll be sitting in a wheelchair at my granddaughter's wedding, a blanket thrown over me when suddenly I start spasming in my wheelchair, my ECG beeping wildly as I enter my death throes in the middle of the entire ceremony. My relatives will try to move me, only to discover that I had locked down my wheelchair clamps beforehand, to force them to watch my glorious demise from beginning to end, with the final sound from my body being that of my bowels emptying into a colostomy bag - signifying my opinion of the whole wedding.
Either that or at my grandchildren's birthday party, I'll grab hold of a random seven year old with my last bit of strength and force them to look into the whites of my eyes as I pass away in front of them, reminding them of what awaits them as they venture further into adulthood.
I find it hard to believe that anyone would rather die in battle with their limbs and internal organs being blown everywhere, than in a wheelchair with your family around you. Anyone who says they would rather die in battle obviously hasn't seen the horrors of war, and are trying to go for the whole "I'd rather save the world", heroic ending. The real world isn't like that.
So you expect yourself to be able to survive a war, but you don't think fat people can just start being active again and lose off all those pounds? What.
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