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Yeah, I did the same thing last week. I usually watch Anna on my mobile, but for some reason I decided to watch it on the TV. Never again.
Anna o' Brien / Glitter + Lazers / GlitterandLazers - Fat, drunk, consoomer attention whore who would rather eat and drink herself to death than endure a single negative emotion
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Recap going to have to wait bogged down with work.
Doubt she was advised to do any of this shit only a week later.
Doubt she was advised to do any of this shit only a week later.
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Once again, she's just rushing positions instead of slowly attaining and maintaining. No muscle engagement. If I were her trainer, I'd fire her as a client (but I don't think that's an option for copilot).
Gah, this wench - gonna go back to watching my cat lose her fucking mind. Feline burns more calories in 5 minutes of spazzing out than Anna does in a week of #accountability.
Gah, this wench - gonna go back to watching my cat lose her fucking mind. Feline burns more calories in 5 minutes of spazzing out than Anna does in a week of #accountability.
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She showed herself doing normal human things for 15 seconds and called it a workout. This isn't working out, this is being able to get up off the floor at age 39 without a helper.
This was some BS. It's grim, and should shock her.
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anna i'm tall af and i know not to get mini dresses/skirts that aren't specialty lengths cuz they just don't fkn work. and you're the one that's damn fashion influencer or whatever you are, yet you will not get the right stuff! you won't discuss measurements, inseams, or sizes which-- as a big lady talking to an audience of mainly big ppl-- would actually be helpful.
alright i know i'm just preaching to the choir here now, but gahhh it annoys me sm that she acts like the clothes are the problem when she will not get stuff that works for her. that black dress with the sash she threw aside is kinda uggo, but the shape and coverage is literally exactly what she should be going for, altho sighhh she rarely does.
she really called that fkn jumpsuit/polkadot fit thing high fashion BITCH WHERE
oh also good job keeping up your eczema ruse for the sponsor anna. her entire life is an ad.
alright i know i'm just preaching to the choir here now, but gahhh it annoys me sm that she acts like the clothes are the problem when she will not get stuff that works for her. that black dress with the sash she threw aside is kinda uggo, but the shape and coverage is literally exactly what she should be going for, altho sighhh she rarely does.
she really called that fkn jumpsuit/polkadot fit thing high fashion BITCH WHERE
oh also good job keeping up your eczema ruse for the sponsor anna. her entire life is an ad.
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She looks like something from a horror movie. Her legs are melting, one boob is sloughing down her side and her face looks like she is 1 second away from unhinging her jaw to eat you.
What kind of exercises are those even meant to be? Lunges? Bridge? The first one looks especially painful for her. Who tells a deathfat to do lunges? What's next? They'll tell her to do Bulgarian Squat Splits?
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What surgery did she have that would cause those movements? Not abdominal as just lying there would be hard if you aren’t healed, and if you are no reason to move like that. I forget what she said she had and I’m too arsed to look, but she was obviously “acting this is hard.” Even if it is, she made sure we knew it by making movements nobody would ever need to make.
Nothing this woman does is truthful. It’s all pathetic.
Nothing this woman does is truthful. It’s all pathetic.
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She had a hysteroscopy which is a simple scope put through the cervix to examine and biopsy the uterine wall. The most painful part of that is the uterine cramping for an hour or two after.
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After a slow watch, there’s a clear jump edit (:05, :12) after each set of leg lifts. She can literally only lift each leg once before taking a break.
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I seriously did not recognize her in this thumbnail and thought it was a repost of someone else. Goddamn, she looks ROUGH. At least 50 or older.
She looks fatter than she did in that Finland pic, so her difficulty in doing whatever the fuck she's doing and calling it exercise, is probably from gaining. At a minimum she hasn't lost anymore weight but to me she looks bigger. Better cut back to three bags of candy in a sitting, gorl.
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It's a very simple procedure and can even be done while the patient is awake (though that would not be at all pleasant). She probably felt worse from the anesthetic than she did from the actual procedure. You can return to work the next day, and the doctor will give you a note for two days at the most. If you're conscious, the dilation of the cervix is probably the worst part, though no one sane would particularly enjoy being awake for that.
She might have had some lifting restrictions, like not lifting over X amount of weight for 72 hours, but it's nothing like getting a procedure that involves an actual incision. As @I call shenanigans said, it's just a scope up through the cervix.
I have no idea why she's playing up the difficulty with the stretches (or whatever she's pretending to do), because the pain and stiffness she's saying she has is completely out of proportion to the aftereffects of the procedure. She's almost referenced being dopey from drugs, and she really didn't need painkillers, let alone as many as she seems to have been given. Advil and a Toradol injection before going home would have sufficed.
I once spoke to a gynecologist who had had this procedure herself, and she cheerfully said she'd been able to cut the grass the next day. Anna is a big-- very big-- baby.
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The part where she says she totes knows that it's ackshyually velour and not "velvet" was so unbothered.
I also liked when she said she likes pants with pleats because it means "more room" for her horrible gunt.
Predictably, she doesn't know that "velvet" and "flocked " are different things.
Still hasn't figured out what a peplum is.
Oh, it was great when she said she didn't want to hear that she looks good in the red dress because she doesn't like it. We stan a humble queen.
There's a big moralizing speech about how just because something isn't her taste doesn't mean that that people who like it are out of touch. I'm sure it doesn't apply to her comments about that Lane Bryant haul looking like something Midwestern housewives would wear.
Up between her labia, I'm pretty sure.
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Love the whole “I’m on my way to an event that I’m not going to mention what it is but am using this opportunity to halfheartedly plug something I forgot about so you can see me pretend to live the glamorous, influencer life!”
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She looks like a Tammy Faye Halloween outfit.
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Once again, Anna chooses the ugliest shit they make in all the wrong sizes. I'm seriously starting to think she's just a troll--she's just fucking with us. Or, is she an actual retard? It's getting harder and harder to tell the difference.
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This apartment arc needs to be called Anna Breaks Everything. She probably leans her entire weight onto things and then they break because the reviews of this place no ones having these issues.
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So she was dyeing something and instead of wringing it out, she must have mashed it against the bottom of the sink using too much of her weight. Holy crap.
eta: this stunned me so much I googled and supposedly most undermounted sinks can hold 50-60 pounds of weight. I don't have the skills to figure out how strong/big you have to be to break one from its mounting with your own power but holy crap.
eta: this stunned me so much I googled and supposedly most undermounted sinks can hold 50-60 pounds of weight. I don't have the skills to figure out how strong/big you have to be to break one from its mounting with your own power but holy crap.
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To be fair, it’s also possible that the sink installation was rushed/poorly done. It’s not like builders are concerned all that much. Buildings are put up fast and on a budget with crappy results in lots of cases. If it passes inspection by the city and the builder gets paid, they’re not going to care if a sink drops out.
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Hallmark movie pitch:
Jack can’t catch a break. Ever since his mom tragically died when he was a boy by falling through termite eaten wood stairs, all he wants to do is fix things. The one thing he can’t seem to fix is his love life. Since his character driving tragedy, he has grown into a burly construction worker with a passion for bariatric retrofitting. After yet another skinny bitch dumps him for being too passionate about safety and repair, he decides to move to the big city, Austin, to start fresh.
Leaving it all behind, he strikes out in his new home with a new contracting business. Soon, he lands a plum contract with a new apartment complex. The architects clearly cut costs to build shiny new apartments that are dismally flimsy and built for waifish tenants under 300 pounds. Jack is dismayed at the potential hazards and soon, his concern is proven right. He’s called out to one of the new leasee’s pads to replace an eggshell thin fiberglass tub that has been destroyed.
He arrives and starts working. While removing the tub shell, he notices an intriguing contact lens case next to a collection of mailer sample lotions and a velvet bag of lipsticks. This tenant is mysterious, and he wants to know more.
After lovingly reinforcing the new, heartier tub and scrawling his usual message- “for you, big mama” concealed in the wall, he packs up his tools and gets ready to leave. He is curious about the mystery woman. He furtively looks around and sees dozens of unopened Amazon packages, bags of colorful clothing, and cigarette butts strewn coquettishly about the apartment. A bad girl, with a girly side.
A few weeks later, Jack returns to the apartment to fix a collapsed sink. Mystery girl is still a phantom, but this time he hears an unforgettable laugh emanating from a bedroom behind a closed barn door. The red dye splashed about the sink only entices him more.
Over the next year, Jack returns to the apartment again and again to fix busted appliances and fittings. The apartment changes with the seasons- Hobby Lobby and Marshall’s finest seasonal decor festoons the millennial grey apartment in cheery colors. But there are never any permanent decorations, pictures or art for the walls, to truly tell Jack what mystery girl is all about. She’s a tumbleweed, a fairy, always changing. While he fixes up mystery girl’s apartment, he is building his dream house, triple reinforced everywhere, with a host of craft rooms on the main floor so his future wife won’t have to climb the dreaded killer stairs.
A year later, Jack is once again called out to fix. He has truly fallen for this girl by now, but has never set eyes on her. To his dismay, he enters an empty apartment. All that’s left of his mystery love are a few piles of liquor bottles and a scatter of cigarette butts. A single box finally tells him her name- Anna. He falls to his knees in despair.
He turns when he hears a familiar laugh echoing towards the door. “…BHAAAT you know me, always forgetting something. I’ve gotta grab this last box from Disney and it’s on to bigger and better things.”
A figure looms in the doorway, phone in hand, animatedly grinning into the camera. Her face falls when she notices Jack, on his knees, tears in his eyes, in the center of the barren living room. Their eyes meet. Cut to black
Working title- “For You Big Mama” or “Bigger & Better Things”
Jack can’t catch a break. Ever since his mom tragically died when he was a boy by falling through termite eaten wood stairs, all he wants to do is fix things. The one thing he can’t seem to fix is his love life. Since his character driving tragedy, he has grown into a burly construction worker with a passion for bariatric retrofitting. After yet another skinny bitch dumps him for being too passionate about safety and repair, he decides to move to the big city, Austin, to start fresh.
Leaving it all behind, he strikes out in his new home with a new contracting business. Soon, he lands a plum contract with a new apartment complex. The architects clearly cut costs to build shiny new apartments that are dismally flimsy and built for waifish tenants under 300 pounds. Jack is dismayed at the potential hazards and soon, his concern is proven right. He’s called out to one of the new leasee’s pads to replace an eggshell thin fiberglass tub that has been destroyed.
He arrives and starts working. While removing the tub shell, he notices an intriguing contact lens case next to a collection of mailer sample lotions and a velvet bag of lipsticks. This tenant is mysterious, and he wants to know more.
After lovingly reinforcing the new, heartier tub and scrawling his usual message- “for you, big mama” concealed in the wall, he packs up his tools and gets ready to leave. He is curious about the mystery woman. He furtively looks around and sees dozens of unopened Amazon packages, bags of colorful clothing, and cigarette butts strewn coquettishly about the apartment. A bad girl, with a girly side.
A few weeks later, Jack returns to the apartment to fix a collapsed sink. Mystery girl is still a phantom, but this time he hears an unforgettable laugh emanating from a bedroom behind a closed barn door. The red dye splashed about the sink only entices him more.
Over the next year, Jack returns to the apartment again and again to fix busted appliances and fittings. The apartment changes with the seasons- Hobby Lobby and Marshall’s finest seasonal decor festoons the millennial grey apartment in cheery colors. But there are never any permanent decorations, pictures or art for the walls, to truly tell Jack what mystery girl is all about. She’s a tumbleweed, a fairy, always changing. While he fixes up mystery girl’s apartment, he is building his dream house, triple reinforced everywhere, with a host of craft rooms on the main floor so his future wife won’t have to climb the dreaded killer stairs.
A year later, Jack is once again called out to fix. He has truly fallen for this girl by now, but has never set eyes on her. To his dismay, he enters an empty apartment. All that’s left of his mystery love are a few piles of liquor bottles and a scatter of cigarette butts. A single box finally tells him her name- Anna. He falls to his knees in despair.
He turns when he hears a familiar laugh echoing towards the door. “…BHAAAT you know me, always forgetting something. I’ve gotta grab this last box from Disney and it’s on to bigger and better things.”
A figure looms in the doorway, phone in hand, animatedly grinning into the camera. Her face falls when she notices Jack, on his knees, tears in his eyes, in the center of the barren living room. Their eyes meet. Cut to black
Working title- “For You Big Mama” or “Bigger & Better Things”