Hunklebunk

Uh oh. Things aren't looking good for Hucklebuck.

As the 2008 campaign unfolded, I learned of Mike Hunklebunk, an evangelunical who was running for president. There was absolutely nothing about Hunklebunk that made me want to see him near the District of Columbia, much less in the White House, and I might have considered him the most terrifying prospect of them all had Wasilla Wondermom not made it to the parade.

There was one small detail in Hunk's life story that appealed to me. A while back, he'd been a huge lardass, with a lardass wife and lardass kids. He made a decision to get healthy and began eating right and getting some exercise. As it happened, I had also been a repulsive lardass for many years and had made the same decision as Hunklebunk. We had traveled the same road, so to speak. It's highly unusual when I can personally identify with anything about any Republican as disgusting as this dude, but his story touched me and much as I hate to admit it, I kind of liked the guy a little for having unloaded a ton of blubber.

Now this item at Wonkette, where the elite meet to eat, says that Hunk may be slipping back into old habits as far as sloth and gluttony are concerned. I've learned that keeping my weight under control requires a lot of conscious decisions every day regarding what I eat and how much exercise I get. Hunklebunk may have only done the one good thing in his whole life, and I'd hate to see it all slip away from him.