The reason I want to loose weight is to get rid of my old man butt.

Are lamp posts the true silent killers of the urban jungle?  I thought it was lead paint but I was wrong.  Urban blight is every where from small town America to the Big City.  You may think Urban Blight is just for the Big City but in fact it takes place where ever buildings go to die.  Our massive friends that linger for well over a hundred years are the concrete and brick giants that stand guard against the unrelenting enemy we call gravity.  I say no field will force me, I defy it with my Jordans with hot pink laces.  Since man was meant to defy reality, man invented beer and whiskey.  Man defies not only gravity everyday but also how others view him.  I am awesome and I have conquered reality, it bends and bows beneath me.  I grin my psychotic grin of megalomania as I jump from one tiny shred of tainted reality to another in my free form parkour rabbit hopping.  To me I am debating ethics with the moral elite and to others I am grinding against a mail box yelling,"Stamps Forever My Grindstone!!!"