This is a definite girlfriend story!*
Recently in a large city in France, a poster featuring
a young, thin and tan woman appeared in the window
of a gym
It said, "This summer, do you want to be a
mermaid or a whale?"
A middle-aged woman, whose physical
characteristics did not match those of the woman
on the poster, responded publicly to the question
posed by the gym.
To Whom It May Concern: Whales are always
surrounded by friends (dolphins, sea lions, curious
humans.)
They have an active sex life, get pregnant and have
adorable baby whales. They have a wonderful time
with dolphins stuffing themselves with shrimp.
They play and swim in the seas, seeing wonderful
places like Patagonia, the Bering Sea and the coral
reefs of Polynesia .
Whales are wonderful singers and have even recorded
CDs. They are incredible creatures and virtually have
no predators other than humans. They are loved,
protected and admired by almost everyone in the world.
Mermaids don't exist. If they did exist, they would be
lining up outside the offices of psychoanalysts due to
their identity crisis. Fish or human?
They don't have a sex life because they kill men who
get close to them, not to mention how could they have
sex? Just look at them ... where is IT?
Therefore, they don't have kids either. Not to mention,
who wants to get close to a girl who smells like a fish
store?
The choice is perfectly clear to me: I want to be a whale.
P.S. We are in an age when media puts into our heads
the idea that only skinny people are beautiful, but I prefer
to enjoy an ice cream with my kids, a good dinner with a
man who makes me shiver, and a piece of chocolate
with my friends.
With time, we gain weight because we accumulate so
much information and wisdom in our heads that when
there is no more room, it distributes out to the rest of
our bodies. So we aren't heavy, we are enormously
cultured, educated and happy.
Beginning today, when I look at my butt in the mirror
I will think,
*Good grief, look how smart I am!?*