Tales from The Country™
Only in America series
So we’re driving down in the industrial area of town, looking for the shipping container store… [yep—biiig barn-cleanings in the plans for this Spring. new shop vs 3 generations of accumulated stuff. yikes!][and yes, it’s “stuff” **not** “junk” dammit!]
At any rate, I spot one of those Sally Struthers-like billboards of the large-eyed, pathetic, vaguely racial toddler girl, expecting the usual “Starving Children’s Fund” plea but what do I get?
12 out of 9 children are sufffffering
from obesity
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