newest hobby: launching water balloons at fat asses in my 1965 $250 dollar a month apartment from the balcony at all the fat fukks that live off of taco bell.
Fat People Suck
Let me get this off my chest....
Fat people suck. I'm not saying that fat people are ugly, or stupid, or
annoying, just because they're fat. Wait, yes I am. I don't like fat people,
especially the ones who work at hospitals and fitness centers. Am I supposed to
be encouraged when I walk into the emergency room and am greeted by Roseanne's
twin sister? Yeah, I wasn't filled with hope last night at the ER. Is it a
requirement to top 250 lbs to work at the DPS? These people's water bills must
be huge, they have to take 30 minute showers if they want to clean every inch
of skin the possess. Lifting the rolls and rubbing soap in there is probably
their idea of exercise. I bet they forget to rinse in between certain folds and
this is the cause of "fat people odor." They should put an exercise
bike under these people's desks or get the Flinstone cars.
"I'm not fat, I'm big boned." - No you're not. You're fat. All bones
are similar sizes, except for that T-bone you stuffed down your gullet last
night. And if it's just your bones, why does your stomach jiggle like that?
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Railbird:
Pancho Sanza that is about as funny as a kamakaze pilot flying a 747 into the stands at Rich stadium this sunday.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>
Very very true...But the guy actually thinks he's funny, that's what I can't understand..
Pancho Sanza that is about as funny as a kamakaze pilot flying a 747 into the stands at Rich stadium this sunday.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>
Have you ever seen any of these people? First of all, they are lazy. They can't do any job that requries any exertion, as they are too fat to move their asses out of a chair.
They are also very unclean. These slobs find it difficult to fit into a bathtub and don't dare stand up in a shower for fear they will lose their balance and their goo-filled bodies will bring them crashing down. You've seen them sweating like pigs just by sitting under flourescent lights.
All they do is eat things like Twinkies and Ho Hos and bags full of Doritos for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. None of them can fathom a day without a Big Mac and think they will lose weight if they super-size everything but get a Diet Coke to go with it.
The time has come for the United States not to let any fat person get a job in our land.The time has come for every American to boycot any OBESE-owned business--such as their favorite business----Convenient Stores (lots of Slim Jims there_,Gasoline Stations (would never think of walking -- have to gas up),Laundry Mats (washing their tents they wear a daily chore),Resturants (food galore in there),Smoke stores (if you smoke, you might lose weight),and any other business that this LOW life's own that make them AMERICAN dollars.We should and will put a stop to these TOWEL WRAPPED FATTIES.It is a damn disgrace the we the AMERICAN public have towatch these stupid roly-poly adults and children parade around with a Twinkie with cream filling chanting and yelling and smiling. !BOYCOTT ANY AND ALL FATTY-OWNED BUSINESS"S IN THE US NOW! Do not hire these lazy chubs other than shoveling dead slobs to their grave.These type------all FATSOES should and will pay the price.THESE SLOBS COST ME MONEY AT BUSINESS TODAY AND AT THE MAJOR LEAGUE PARKS,LET ALONE HOW MANY FOOTBALL GAMES THIS WEEKEND! Honk your horn, if you want a AHAB THE WHALE TO SUFFER LIKE YOU DID TODAY! BOYCOTT THESE SOBS NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
My favorite hobby: hanging out at pubs where artsie types hang out, meeting people, getting them to talk serious about their philosophy of life (while we all consume alcohol of course), pointing out contradictions in it, watching them get flustered, take note on how they tell me they've had enough, and start all over again. It's kind of fun actually and occasionally an intelligent one comes along who can jab back and the really feisty jabbers usually become my friends.
