Well maybe I'm just an old softy deep down inside or probably my of-late mother instinct is kicking in again but I just feel like someone who is as grossly overweight as he was (mind you, he had trouble getting from between the door of the car and the car itself, even with both feet on the ground and could barely walk) who is still going to LA Fried Chicken may not be able to help himself. He may have a food addiction, anything. He definitely realizes that he can barely walk, yet he is still doing all of that to get there. He may not have been able to help himself. Guess I'm just a bleeding heart when it comes to some things. I felt that they were taking advantage of him just like tobacco companies take advantage of people who can't stop smoking pack after pack daily yet needs to carry one of those breathing devices just to make it to the store to buy the pack - and the cashier rings them right up. SMH
I know that we all have to be responsible for ourselves and this is the age of do you and to heck with everyone else but if I couldn't help myself, I would want someone to step in and help me, even if at first, I was mad.
Ok, I'm through being a bleeding heart LOL
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[QUOTE=tld221]you dont have to feel sorry for him, hell i dont.
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