For those of you who have been following it in the media, my campaign to make "Fuck A Fat Man Day" a national holiday has made some significant progress.
Primarily, as you probably already noticed, the name has been abbreviated to make it more inclusive and more user-friendly. There is no doubt about it. National "Fuck a Short, Fat, Goofy-looking Man with Glasses Day" just wasn't working. The guys who wear contacts were feeling ostracized, and let's face it, the name was just too damn long to fit on a bumper sticker.
The new name is a great leap forward, and we embrace it with tremendous enthusiasm.
There is also good news on the Washington front. On my latest trip to our nation's capital, I spent several days lobbying congress directly, and several distinguished members assured me that they are deeply committed to making sure EVERYONE gets fucked.
Thank God for democracy. God bless America.
On the downside, however, the once-thriving petition drive has slowed to a near stand-still, and my door-to-door efforts to solicit active involvement in the Fuck A Fat Man campaign have proven fruitless.
But fear not. Those of us who care deeply about Fuck a Fat Man Day are used to mounting much larger challenges than this. Working together, I know our day will come. The promised land awaits the horizontally challenged.
With that goal in mind, I want to invite you to roll up your sleeves and hop on board. Believe me. Every set of hands working the issue makes a profound and meaningful difference.
Plain and simple, we can't do it without you.
So, if you would like to lend your support to make Fuck a Fat Man Day a reality, please send you Curriculum Vitae to this address for consideration.
And thank you again for your support.
Sincerely,
Kilgore Trout, Jr.
By the way, since this notice was originally posted, one of our constituents asked a pretty darn good question that I would like to share with you: