+Hail To Thee, Fat Person  I would like to explain how it came to pass that I got fat.  Ladies and gentlemen, I got fat as a public service.  When I was a child, my mother said to me,  "Clean the plate, because children are starving in Europe."  And I might point out that that was years before the Marshall Plan   was ever heard of.  So I would clean the plate, four, five, six times a day.  Because somehow I felt that that would keep the children from starving   in Europe.  But I was wrong. They kept starving. And I got fat.  So I would like to say to every one of you who is either skinny   or in some other way normal--  When you walk out on the street, and you see a fat person,  Do not scoff at that fat person. Oh no!  Take off your hat. Hold it over your heart.  Lift your chin up high. And in a proud, happy voice say to him,  "Hail to thee, fat person!  You kept us out of war!"