Go jog, you slug-like abomination. Eat some celery, you bloated tick. Climb some stairs, you jiggling pile of whale carcass. Jump some rope, you crock pot of assorted congealed animal lard. Do some sit-ups, you human potatoe. Put down the cheetoes, you bovinial glutton. Lay of the processed foods, you bulging shame-to-your-parents. Say no to Captain Crunch, you bouyant pimple.
ET CETERA