I've been farting around today and I made this stoopid thing as a gift to my fellow fat freaks who hate the onslaught of new year diet crap that spoils this time of year. Please circulate it far and wide. The oh-so-sensible voices of the lovely and slim brigade have started perniciously early this time around, with ads for vile Special K cereal diets on blimmin' Boxing Day, and endless bloody success stories doing the rounds already. Eurgh, I wish it would all sod off.
PS Thanks to Simon M, for telling me that Danger of Death and Falling Rocks are the funniest of the warning sign genre.
