This was the banner above my email.
Dr. Phil has commanded me to shape up "!".
Is there anything worse?
I'd like to fight Doctor Phil in this, his sixteenth minute of fame. I don't mean boxing, either. I mean street fight; broken bottles, chain, and a pipe. It's hard enough knowing that a fairly large cross-section of America dumbly follows trend after trend till they die without Doctor Phil barking orders at me when I want to read my email.
I got a couple words for you, too, Doctor Phil:
Kill yourself!
And to elevate the invective, a haiku:
get real and shape up
the fat hypocrite hollers
doctor phil must die
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