The scale is tweeting my weight © PETER ANDERSSON A MUSIC PARODY BASED ON: "MY WAY" BY: FRANK SINATRA BONUS QUOTE: "The best measure of a man's honesty isn't his income tax return, it's the zero adjust on his bathroom scale." ARTHUR C CLARKE		This parody won the Bronze Medal in AmIright's Song of the Month of February 2010 Contest! This is a song about the latest surveillance technology scare for women and the biggest threat to the chocolate industry in like forever - a French company has created a set of bathroom scales that through wireless connections to the internet sends a tweet every time someone gets on them, letting everyone in the world who accidentally or otherwise stumbled over the right URL get to know exactly how much you've gained from that piece of cake you just couldn't resist last night. And imagine these scales combined with web cams and we'll probably have a worldwide nightmarish 24/7 anorexialympics going on before we can all say "that's quite enough, please". Read more about it HERE. The original song and a video for it can be heard/seen HERE. A cow, from front to rear I was so fat, the scale was hurtin' I've spent, much dough on beer Potato chips, I weren't avertin' I've filled, my stomach full And savaged each, in my reach cheese tray But now, no more of that Scale's tweeting my weight Parfaits, I've had a few And those I blame, for lard retention I gulped, what I could go through And cookie dough, I paid attention I once, ate like a horse And then I oinked, upon the scale plate But now, no more of that It's tweeting my weight Yes, there's a tweet, it's like the news It's a bit odd, but it outs the truth And shows to all, when I've grossed out I suck it up, and spit food out It size' me up, and makes the call A tweet with my weight I've craved, I've starved and cried I've had my fill-ings loose from grinding And now, as pounds subside I've had a full, rear arse behinding To think, the scale did that The tech today, is going haywire The scale, the scale hates me It's tweeting my weight And what is the plan, what's more to come? Will mirror shelfs, call us all bums? Will stuff say the things, they truly feel? Will microwaves, force us to kneel? Let this song show, I think it blows Scale's tweeting my weight Yes, it tweets my weight © Peter Andersson 2010
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