>>509628233See, if we have a pack of hot dogs in the fridge, we eat them all at once.
Eight hotdogs, me, my wife, and two kids. We all eat two. Package gone. Next month, we'll buy another.
Junk food like hot dogs taste wonderful, but we limit our purchases of it because otherwise the bottomless pits will eat nothing but junk food.
I ate lots of junk food when I got out of my parent's house, but really it just made me feel wonderful for a little while, then made me feel like garbage.
I ate anything that didn't move fast enough to get away from me when I had a metabolism that could digest even cement and keep me at a 30 inch waist.
But two hotdogs a day?
Every day?
I'd get tired of two steaks a day like that.
At the risk of REEEEEES!, even chicken nuggets are limited to once or twice a month.
Food like nuggets or hot dogs should be limited to once a week at most.
Even burgers should be 90/10 beef and cooked at home. I see massively fat people all of the time. And I point them out to my kids and tell them:
"You see that fat fuck waddling and gasping with a cane? That is what you would be if we let you eat the food you want all of the time. You can be mad now, but you will eat what we prepare, and if you don't you can fucking go to bed with no food."
I terrorize them both regularly in public like that.
I'm not fat, wife isn't fat, and I'll be damned if those two little fucks are gonna be fat before they leave home. We don't starve them, there's plenty of apples, carrots, oranges, bananas, etc if they want to snack. I'm a huge fan of steamed brussel sprouts. Butter, garlic salt, and some bacon bits on them. I don't mind seasonal indulgences in candy like Christmas, Halloween, Easter, that sort of thing, but we don't buy them jumbo bags of Skittles every week either. My parents treated me that way, and I turned out okay.
The older I get, the more wisdom I see in how I was raised.