Haha, Fuck you Fathom. Suprised a fat joke didnt slip in and say I was like a box of twinkies or something.
Wait I thought you weren't fat! Thanks for confirming this, butterchubs.
I bet when your mom comes home with groceries you come out of your Clerks II coma and stamper on downstairs like it's christmas. "Mom, I'll help you put stuff away!"