Fat People Smell
Fat People Smell
Today I stepped into the Computer Science Building elevator and caught a whiff of something truly unique. This was some serious B.O. The thing is, it wasn’t just any B.O. No, fat computer nerds have a body odor all their own. You know the smell I’m talking about; the odor that only comes from being so fat that your sweat congeals under your skin while playing a 48 hour marathon session of World of Warcraft for the entire weekend. The stench that emanates from the depths of pores tortured under mounds of fat, never to see the light of day nor a bar of soap. So there I ascended, trapped within this aroma-filled coffin of steel, my nostrils filled with this repugnant odor.
Sometimes I wonder if I really want to work in computing.
Today I stepped into the Computer Science Building elevator and caught a whiff of something truly unique. This was some serious B.O. The thing is, it wasn’t just any B.O. No, fat computer nerds have a body odor all their own. You know the smell I’m talking about; the odor that only comes from being so fat that your sweat congeals under your skin while playing a 48 hour marathon session of World of Warcraft for the entire weekend. The stench that emanates from the depths of pores tortured under mounds of fat, never to see the light of day nor a bar of soap. So there I ascended, trapped within this aroma-filled coffin of steel, my nostrils filled with this repugnant odor.
Sometimes I wonder if I really want to work in computing.
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