We fear things in proportion to our ignorance of them. - Christian Nestell Bovee
No wonder Hamber is scurred of everything. - Me
weight gain, losing mobility, & relationship update | part 1 - August 23, 2022
No shitty intro. Keep that lazy streak going Hamber! She must be seething that she can't extricate herself from her "job" and get paid for doing absolute nothing. Right now we get her doing the bare minimum, and selecting haydur nation questions to keep her views up. Remember her "I'm gonna kill myself." video back when they were living with Eric & Ricky, and all those "hundreds of messages" that were "filled with luff"? As real then as they are now. Dance, monkey. Entertain us.
So we're stuck with Q&A crap from IG, because she has absolutely nothing else to show us. She's intellectual antimatter. Lead on, MacDuff.
She doesn't like sitting up "like this", which I suppose is "upright", the thing all the rest of us do on a daily basis because we are not 500 pound beached whales.
Oh, good, maybe do "what I ate" videos. I'm sure they will be terribly exciting, as she smacks her lips and talks at us with her mouth full. For now, though, it will continue to be Hamber, yammering at her camera, answering questions. The very embodiment of a big, fat, nothingburger.
Says the sprained ankle feels worse than her broken ankle at 7 years old. First time we've ever heard about this particular injury she suffered as a child. Well, Hamber, it feels worse because you gained 500 fucking pounds.
Claims his is a "mind game" and now she's going to be "backtracking" on all the progress she has supposedly. I had a great laugh at that, Fat Ham. You've made no progress beyond the imaginary 100 pounds you have lost. You're not any more mobile now than you have been. Even if you HAD made progress, the fact you think that you can't do anything at all while lying around in bed is the very reason you fail at everything. There are plenty of exercises you could do, especially for the upper body, because we all know that even if you weren't as wide as a kiddie pool and could use them, crutches would be useless, as you don't have the upper body strength to support yourself.
FFS, she's "full of ang-zie-tee" and her nonexistent BED and food addiction have been "prominent". You do not have BED or food addiction or any other eating disorder. You have disordered eating because there is nothing to occupy your time. A position you ate your way to and don't care to change. So fuck off with the "ang-zie-tee" you claim to have over being able to do your favorite thingse: eat, watch tv, and mindlessly scroll through social media.
She's just been "so hungry" the last couple of days. Then eat yourself back to 600 pounds, Fatty. Claims that public pool "creep her out" because it's a people soup. No, you don't like to swim in public pools because they require you to wear a swimsuit ane shower before getting in the pool.
Is using a "cane moment" - IT IS NOT A MOMENT.
Claims again to have memory loss from her traumatic childhood and I believe that now just as much as every other time she says it to avoid responsibility and accountability and duck charges of lying: not at all. Once again has to tell everyone she's bipolar. You are not bipolar, bitch.
"All the bad things about myself are from my traumatic childhood." GROW THE FUCK UP. You CHOOSE to wallow in all your issues, your abject failure at being a real human being.
Boo hoo, people are cruel to her, and that 7 year old girl. Bullshit. You're a fucking loser and always will be, because you refuse to take responsibility for yourself.
LOL, the ankle injury makes her go to bed really late and goddamn, how many times and how many things is she going to tie into her "trauma". Your sleeping schedule is the same as it always has been: Bedtime at 3-5 AM, sleep all goddamn day, get up, eat, make bullshit videos, eat eat eat, go to bed at 3-5 AM, repeat. You managed to have a normal schedule for awhile, for your grifter MG,W pal, but that fell away as fast as regular showering and washing your NASTY, GREASY HAIR, changing your clothes regularly, and wearing makeup. I swear, the stench in that place....it defies words.
Someone found out how much work it is to run a book club, LOL. Between that and knowing that she would be expected to lead a discussion of the book, it knocked down the wind in her sails. And she bought a whole goddamned journal for leading book clubs and all. The book is some kind of teenaged girl in trouble book, with rape, murder, and so on in it. In other words: trauma porn. Her favorite. Instead of a book club, there will be a book readalong. That should be thrilling. And it's all going to be on IG, which is not at all inconvenient and not set up for good discussion.
HAHAHAHAHAHA. She says "we need to celebrate" her losing a hundred pounds, and bitches that said celebration has been skipped. Poor Hamber. Woe is you. Here's a newsflash for you: it is not incumbent on your audience to celebrate anything you do. And if you're doing something solely for approval or admiration or any sort of validation, you're doing it for the wrong reasons. This is her face when she's saying that.
Maybe have the fucking courtesy of looking your audience in the eye when you're demanding they give you asspats, Fat Ham.
Blah blah, it's a significanr amount of weight - no, not for fatasses like you, Hamber - and it was a quarter of the amount she needed to lose that she's lost in the past year - an amount of weight you could easily have lost in just a few months. No acclaim or asspats from me, lardass. You'll be gaining it all back anyway. You're already setting the stage by talking about it, and telling us you haven't weighed yourself because you can't stand on the scale.
Blah blah, keeps talking about her "rational side" versus her "eating disorder side". How about you have a big cup of STFU and stop talking as if you know jack shit about very serious mental disorders, bitch.
She's answering a question about how the honeymoon is over and she's basically just allowed a complete stranger to walk into her house and set up shop. This is absolutely true. We have seen how she acts when she gets tired of acting like a normal human being and bathing every day, washing the greasy, nasty shit on her head, or wearing fresh clean clothes, keeping relatively sane hours like the majority of people have, and so on. She reverts to her natural state, that of a pig wallowing in a sty.
She can talk all she wants about how this is the most beautiful, emotional, perfect love she has her MG,W, but it does not make it, nor will it ever be, true. Hamber, in dire need of a new caretaker since Becky is leaving, takes the first person who says the first word to her that isn't what she considers "hate". I'm betting she got herself catfished, with her MG,W, using that college picture of herself and very likely not showing anything below her neck when they were "facetiming 24/7" as she claimed they were doing in one of the livestreams. Then her MG,W shows up, quite different than what Hamber inferred. But, she has to roll with it, because she's already been talking ujp her MG,W, to her audience, hyping them with enough clues to find out all about her, including the probable house where she lives, the college she attended, and found a "pitcher" of her, and Hamber can't admit she made a terrible mistake. She's in dire need of a new ass-wiper and someone to hang out at the "luxery" apartment, because she hates being alone, and that's how Jade Francis of New York City comes to be hiding out in Lexington KY.
And now she's picked up yet another phrase she's going to ride straight into the ground by using too often and in stupid ways, instead of just explaining whatever the fuck she's talking about so she doesn't have to come up with anything, even though she has assured everyone in previous videos how she's a natural writer and is quite good at it: if you know, you know. So let's count the number of times she uses this phrase in a very short span of time, trying to convince us that she and MG,W, have this juvenile level of intimacy" and "vulnerability" that she has seen on "lesbian TikTok" ("Because hi, like lesbian". What? FFS, could you stop using being a lesbian as a personality trait?).
Here we go. We start at 12:48 and run to 17:36 in her desperate attempt o make peple believe that she and her MG,W, have the most specialest, most intimate, most everything with one another, as she's rattling on about "lesbian TikTok" and girls lying face to face whispering sweet nothings into each others' mouths. First, ew. Second, Hamber seems to think that this is the height of intimacy and love. It's 14 year olds on a sleepover, you fat fuck, thinking they know what love is. Of course that's why you're liking it so much; you and your middle grade level of maturity. She claims that when sbe gets "ang-zie-tee" over what her laygs look like, her MG,W, will kiss her layg and that was enoiugh to make me throw up in my mouth. Not enough for me to believe that actually happens, of course, because there is no way that happens.
In just under five minutes of video time:
If you know you know. = 5 times
Oh, its corollary! Yay!: if you don't know: 1
JFC, I should have counted the number of fucking times she said "like" as well. I respooled and went back to the 12:48 start time so I could count the number of times she says "like" : FORTY times.
She then says the submitter is an old woman, so she must lack love in her life and is bitter. about this oh-so-perfect Fat Ham and her MG,W, have. Way to be an ageist cunt, Fatty. We can just add that to the rest of your bullshit.
"Comments under my anything are just vile. It's a phenomenon, if you will. "
How would you know what the comments say? Thought you were no longer keeping up with that stuff, because of your muh mentalz. Just another lie in a long, long, collection of them, LiarLynn.
She fucks off, telling us there will probably be another part of this shit, and I'm guesssing there will be quite a number of these bullshit videos while she heals - and yes, you fucking knob, healing up will take longer for a giant fatty than a regular sized person AND medical staff will be able to tell sooner and better that things are proceeding normally when it's a normal sized person who can get all the tests done, whether it's an ultrasound that doesn't have to penetrate eight layers of fat tissue or a scan in a CT or MRI, which they will have no trouble fitting into. Suckit, Fatty.
And that's the end. Does her stupid little trowing kisses signoff, but still no reason why she isn't using that canned outro. Just too fucking lazy to edit in the outro.
TL;DW/R: Hamber is laying the foundation excuses for her inevitable weight gain in this ankle era. Thinks lying in bed with her MG,W, face to face and breathing into one anothers' mouth is the height of intimacy instead of something that gives off vibes of middle school crushes, The End.
