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WebBizarre Looking to `Enhance' a Lost Cause by Jon F. Merz (jonmerz@wwwiz.com ) My buddy Leo hated February. In fact, between a disastrous Valentine's Day and a never-ending series of bad blind dates, Leo's mood when I spoke with him the other day was about as good as another campaign
promise from this year's crop of would-be presidents. So, while much of the country is ready for a vacation from the winter doldrums, Leo has decided on a drastic course of action he affectionately refers to as
``personal enhancement." Naturally, he needed my help. ``Dig up some people who can help me, you know, change me into a real hunk."
I might have just as easily translated the Rosetta Stone into Fukienese. Leo's one of those men women always say is a ``really great guy." And since he stands 5 feet 4 inches tall, weighs in excess of 240
pounds, and boasts a vanishing hairline, extra chin and yellow teeth, you know ``really great guy" means he has as much chance of landing a lingerie model wife as I have of playing in the NBA. And if you've seen me shoot hoops,
you know as well as I do, it just ain't gonna happen. But what's life without a challenge, even one as great as this? Remembering something I read once about the importance of a great smile, I stopped
first at Leo wanted to tackle his hair problems next, so I located a few resources, depending on his budget and a keen sense of humor. First stop: Or he could head over to But he declined. It had to be convincing, as real as possible. So I pointed him to the professionals at Leo's lack of height has always been a problem, but he didn't want to deal with side effects from growth-hormone injections. I told him to order the book ``Grow Taller" from My personal favorite for adding a whopping 3-8 centimeters of extra height was found at I told him to simply go with a standard set of heel lifts found at any orthopedic store and be done with it. Either that or start wearing cowboy boots everywhere he went. Convinced he could now get a
decent-looking date, Leo wanted to make sure if things went ``really well," he had the best equipment money could buy. I told him to check out Finally, Leo needed some new threads. Did he ever. Convincing him to burn his previously canonized flannel shirts in favor of some hot
garb proved difficult but not impossible. Following the exorcism, I pointed him to the male clothing hot spots found at So, he's off. Leo set out this morning on a plane, bound for a new life outside the confines of his previous bad self-image. He's already making plans on his return to
start training with Joel Goldes at Watch out ladies. |
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