Who's up for cruisin' the Golden Corral?

[opera142]

Ok, so I'm watching Smackdown, and I'm sulking big time because a)we bought a new television but the cable guy isn't coming until Sunday with the HD box, so not only am I watching it via network airing, but there is no TiVo so pee breaks have to wait until commercials or Boogeyman matches, and b)while there was a 3-on-1 beatdown of the Precious, it wasn't wigglepanty, just Mark Henry, Jack Swagger, and Edge hitting their finishers while the Precious showed-off hair that has never known conditioner. I swear, I am going to mail him some products along with a stern note telling him to visit a stylist. It's getting ridiculous.

Anyway, mid-sulk, Carlito and his rambunctious little brother wrestle Miz and Morrison. The match was made of giddy and flippy and counters and this pleased me. Then, THE THOUGHT punched my brain.

Jericho.
Shane McMahon.
M. Hardy
Carlito.
Alex Shelly.

I LIKE CHUBBY BELLY BOYS. Along with my chubby chicks. I'm a chubby chaser. *jazz hands of NO THIS MUST NOT BE* Why have none of you put a stop to this? Why have none of you snarked "What's with all the porning over fatties, Opera?"