"I hate the news anyway," Marissa whined, "There's too much thinking they want you to do." Her expression brightened, "Hey, reality TV! There's always tons of that!"
She flipped around until she found something that made her remote stop cold.
"Are you big?" a thunderous voice asked.
"Yeah!" replied a tubby man.
"Are, you, BIG?" it asked again.
"YEAH!" replied a group of very well-fed ladies.
"Then prepare yourself, for the biggest, bulgiest, buffet-bustingest reality TV event in the history of pudge!"
"Oh no," Marissa groaned.
"Oh yes!" the television replied, "We put twelve titanic tubbies on an island with all the food they can handle, and they'll pig out and pile on the pounds while our team of lard-lovin' judges pick who's fat enough for the ultimate prize - delicious cake!"
"I like cake," Marissa moaned.
"Find out who will chew their way to a championship - and who will go home hungry - on Feeder Island! Reality TV's biggest show yet!"
Marissa began to bite a nearby pillow. All she could think about was fat people and eating!
"Oh, and all you couch potatoes out there, don't forget - !"
Copyright 2000 - 2025 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.16 seconds at 1:57pm on Jan 30, 2025 via server WEBX1.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author