Hey Fat, I respect you

This is a message to my fat. For more than 3 decades, you have protect my body and organs. It’s your nature. You have help me store energy in case I was every in a war (again). I appreciate it.

But it is time to let you go. Even if I find myself in another war, I will be able to survive it without your help anymore. Your help is becoming counter productive for me now. You are killing me 😦

So, thank you for all the help. But it is time to let you go.