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Female Empowerment?

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<img src="{att_thumb}/burger3.jpg" href="{att_link}/burger3.jpg" align="left" class="frame"><a href="http://abcnews.go.com/US/wireStory?id=418514" source="ABC">100-Pound Woman Downs Six-Pound Burger</a> is the story that shows that a women can be just as good at doing stupid stuff as a man. In fact, even better. I found it impossible to read this article without getting slightly nauseous as it tells of <iq>Ye Old 96er</iq>, which is a <iq>six-pound hamburger - and five pounds of fixins'</iq>. All to be eaten in under three hours and you get it for free. Plus a T-Shirt. What's amazing is that tiny Kate Stelnick, 19, all 100 pounds of her, managed what <iq>420-pound ... competitive eater Eric "Badlands'' Booker</iq> could not. If you're not nauseous yet, take a look at the ingredient list: <bq>one large onion, two whole tomatoes, one half head of lettuce, 1 1/4 pounds of cheese, top and bottom buns, and a cup each of mayonnaise, ketchup, mustard, relish, banana peppers and some pickles.</bq> Denny Leigey Jr., owner of <a href="http://www.dennysbeerbarrelpub.com/">Denny's Beer Barrel Pub</a> (picture here at left with his creation), had <iq>offered a two-pound burger for years</iq>, but after hearing that another restaurant was offering a <iq>four-pounder</iq>, he went into a monastic retreat for months until he <iq>conceived of the six-pounder</iq>. Imagine the inspired genius it takes to come up with a six pound burger after having only heard of the two- and four-pound varieties. The amount of creative energy that must have taken is mind-boggling. Imagine if we could harness such congnitive power for the good of mankind. Just imagine. After having polished off enough food to feed a family for a week (or a small Indonesian village for a day), Kate said that <iq>I felt very full, but I was too excited that I actually ate it to notice</iq>. She didn't notice? I, too, once tried to eat a measly three-pound burger at a restaurant where you got the damned thing for free. You had to eat the whole loaf of bread too. After almost finishing the Monster Burger, I dragged myself home, only to lay around, groaning and bloating further, until finally sweet sleep came to take away the pain. She must be made of sterner stuff.