Actually, I don’t see anything wrong with calling it like it is… At least “chubbies” have their own retail outlet. But of course today, we’re not even allowed to give out letter grades in school, for fear that precious Jenny might feel put upon for not being the perfect child her parents insist she is. Chubby? Not a chance. Girl, you’re just perfect at 287 pounds.
This marks the end of our vintage advertising series… I’m bored!