I Hate Fat Obnoxious Women

I hate fat obnoxious women. I decided this last night. After seeing the Queen with my roommate I was in the bathroom talking to her as she washed her hands and this fat bitch yells, Excuse me! as loud as possible in my ear. I was like woah, you could have asked politely. But before I could say anything she pushes me out of the way with her fat ass. Mind you, her ass did the pushing, not her hands. I wanted to say something but realizing she could eat me I quickly behaved myself. After all, she had two hundred or so pounds on me. Granted, I could out run her. But never underestimate the appetite of a creature who is always hungry..

I guess its not that I hate fat women. I used to be fat myself. I dont hate all fat women. A good friend of mine from high school was overweight and a ton of fun. She made her peace with her mass and many fat women do. And they are okay. They say hey, Im big, Im beautiful and there is a lot more to love. Amen sista. And those fat women are okay. They are comfortable with who they are and do not have to take their self esteem issues out on the world. And often they are understanding to anyone who is having conflict having been there themselves. Believe me, I belong to an online support group with them. So shut your mouth.

But it is the fat women who chose to be nasty for no reason get me down.The ones that choose to be nasty because their BMI is so high that it touches the sky. Like I was auditioning at a club and this rotund thing, I hesitate to call her a woman because she had several beast like qualities, comes up to me as I am drinking at the bar and asked, Do you eat? I mean, do you eat three squares a day? Meanwhile, I was already in a bad enough mood because I was being made to wait for two hours. I was like sweetheart, you are so fortunate I am drinking. Because I am already homicidal, you are a moving target, and you dont move that fast. But she had a skinnier guy with her&..he disappeared after the show. Food was short, they drew straws, he lost.

Some men like heavier women. I was jilted for a heavier woman recently when the hot object of my affection shunned me. But then I realized what it was. She was so fucking fat she took up two seats therefore she counted as two people. So technically he was having a threesome. And that is enough to make any mans night I suppose. Plus she can cook, I mean she looks like it for Godssakes. But on the other hand she weighs more than the man which eliminates wrestling.

I had an overweight roommate once who was under the illusion anyone of normal weight had an eating disorder. She used to accuse me of being bulimic and her former roommate had been an active bulimic and she treated her like total shit. Meanwhile I was thinking, fatso, you should have taken a few cues from her. I mean, granted, its dangerous behavior but it couldnt hurt you to melt off twenty pounds real quick. And then she would go on about how this girl would binge on her cake mix&..fatso, it wouldnt kill you to skip the cake mix like forever&..and while youre at it, get some compassion. Eating disorders have the highest mortality rate of any mental illness. So because you are so awful I pray you choke on a chicken bone you fat fuck.

The ones that kill me most are the fat girls who are dumb but think they are smart and are whores on top of that. This fatso sent me a nasty email on myspace once because she wanted to. Meanwhile, she was as dumb as the day was long. I wrote back and said, Hey fatso, two of me at my highest weight equals one of your pant legs. Shouldnt you be getting knocked up somewhere. You already have two children out of wedlock. Why not get a third. Gotta call Jerry, looks like one of his guests escaped. And I will give the great white hunter your home address. Because you would be better off as a cheap alternative to thanksgiving turkey you fat breeding loading lump who has nothing better to do but spend all day on myspace writing nasty notes to people of normal body mass. Clearly fucking is not burning the calories so why not take a walk around the neighborhood. I know that sounds mean but she called me a whore and she knows nothing of my sexual history which is rather brief at best.

In closing, I chop up some fat women in this blog. And nothing against fat people, for godssakes I was forty pounds overweight, but I wasnt nasty about it, I hit the treadmill. And to all the overweight people who are pleasant and kind hearted I apologize. I know my target is fat women who are nasty. But I will close in saying that assholes come in all shapes and sizes. And it is not their weight, but the fact they are assholes, that gets me down. Love, April