Off-Topic Deathfat Encounters IRL - This thread is not your personal army.

Regarding tea, it also has like 1/4 the caffeine that coffee does and is much more benign in the body overall. Many people who had to stop drinking coffee because of how painful it was with heartburn and yes, ulcers have switched to tea and feel a whole lot better for it. I'm fine with 4th graders drinking a cup of tea. (without takis)
Yes, it irritates your stomach less once you've already got an ulcer. You just don't get ulcers from any foods. If you break your leg skiing and can't ride your bike to work while it's healing, you don't say your bike broke your leg. Heartburn/GERD is genetic and isn't created by eating dark chocolate or drinking coffee.
 
4th graders should NOT be drinking coffee unless they are farm worker kids or something. My godbear TAKIS and coffee for breakfast? for 10 year olds??? That should be a fucking criminal offense. How to have ulcers before puberty. SMH.
It’s a Hispanic thing. It’s just what they do. Do I judge the parents silently? Yes. I keep it to myself and I don’t show it. I just say “oh okay, so coffee and blah blah? What about last night?

The most annoying thing is when kids tell me they have a fever. I asked how do they know that, they say their parent felt their forehead. I always have to say that it’s not the correct way to do it. People are dumb.
 
Had a weird one today. Huffing puffing ham beast, woman with gross hair and a bald spot, covered in acne. Waddling around a grocery store with a boy, maybe 10 years old, who looked miserable wearing a pink dress and makeup. Kid was definitely not hers biologically (she was white, he was probably Indian) and he was pushing the cart for her and grabbing everything she pointed at.
Gave off gross female pedophile vibes, kid was being groomed into being a troon. Strange shit.
 
I had an interesting thing happen today when I saw my very overweight relatives come for a visit. I have been around only healthy people lately and I was shocked by how unhealthy the weight looked and how their faces were engulfed in it and I realized that I had become accustomed to my own fat and didn’t realize how people saw it through their eyes.

Edited to remove tmi power level sperg shout out to Shennanigans for pointing it out to me that I’m a doofus lol and the other power level raters :) thank you it’s dangerous to put too much info out there I know.
 
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Went back to Dixie and ended up with a pretty depressing encounter. There are parts of the American South where if you grow up into a man there are three ways your life is probably going: Work, Jail, Army. We had a family friend I knew growing up that fought in Afghanistan, took his pension, and later told ol' Uncle Sam to go fuck himself. Welp, turns out in the 5 years I haven't seen him, he's put on enough to be pretty close to landwhale status. IDK if it was the PTSD, his knees finally going irredeemable, the bottle, or a mix of the lot but it is wild to see someone you knew as the tough soldier in that kind of state. Far as my folks are concerned the consensus is they hope he gets himself back together but between the pounds and the smokes... :optimistic:
 
What’s a taki?
I’m learning about all sorts of new food products on this thread. Never heard of sausage gravy either. ‘Breakfast pizza’ was a joke term for being so skint as a student you got the free pizza from the do after the guest evening lectures and put it in the fridge for tomorrow.
We don’t have many 600lbers here. Almost everyone is fat, but like 200lb fat rather than planet fat. I’m sure we will catch up eventually
Encountered a guy with back pain last week. His gut was so big it had changed the curve of the lower spine
 
Went back to Dixie and ended up with a pretty depressing encounter. There are parts of the American South where if you grow up into a man there are three ways your life is probably going: Work, Jail, Army. We had a family friend I knew growing up that fought in Afghanistan, took his pension, and later told ol' Uncle Sam to go fuck himself. Welp, turns out in the 5 years I haven't seen him, he's put on enough to be pretty close to landwhale status. IDK if it was the PTSD, his knees finally going irredeemable, the bottle, or a mix of the lot but it is wild to see someone you knew as the tough soldier in that kind of state. Far as my folks are concerned the consensus is they hope he gets himself back together but between the pounds and the smokes... :optimistic:
I'm guessing he got used to eating a ton of calories while in the Army (because soldiers need it due to all the physical exertion and exercise ) and when he got out he probably stopped exercising while still eating the same amount of calories as he did when active, and now the weight piles on at lightning speed. i wouldn't be surprised if this happens to a lot of ex-military, they get fat after leaving service.
 
My friend at work called me downstairs to see this spectacular sacral ulcer on a deathfat. We got her flipped over, and all you see is a scarce amount of red and black tissue muscle tissue, but tons of yellow fat, and maggots. It was the worst smell of my life. I am sure I picked up a bacterial infection by breathing near it, because the next day, I was feverish and vomiting.

He wanted help washing it out before she got intubated and we had a little time while she hollered through her bipap, weirdly strapped down so she couldn't fight us. It was the worst smell of my life.
 
My friend at work called me downstairs to see this spectacular sacral ulcer on a deathfat. We got her flipped over, and all you see is a scarce amount of red and black tissue muscle tissue, but tons of yellow fat, and maggots. It was the worst smell of my life. I am sure I picked up a bacterial infection by breathing near it, because the next day, I was feverish and vomiting.

He wanted help washing it out before she got intubated and we had a little time while she hollered through her bipap, weirdly strapped down so she couldn't fight us. It was the worst smell of my life.
Vicks vapor rub only does so much
 
I know exactly the smell you're talking about. There's no escaping it. The rot mixed with unwashed yeast folds and old urine and stool. It sets off a primal part of your brain that screams THIS IS NOT RIGHT.

Poor woman must have been in a lot of pain. Deathfat or not, nobody deserves an ulcer like that.
 
I know exactly the smell you're talking about. There's no escaping it. The rot mixed with unwashed yeast folds and old urine and stool. It sets off a primal part of your brain that screams THIS IS NOT RIGHT.

Poor woman must have been in a lot of pain. Deathfat or not, nobody deserves an ulcer like that.
So where my friend works they have closing glass doors. This person had the doors closed, but no iso sign (HUGE WARNING), and you could still smell it when you came through the swing doors several hundred feet away. I have smelled a few pretty old dead bodies, feces, maggot wounds. This was something else. I am firmly in the "bad smells don't bother me much" camp. This bothered me.

I would prefer eating feces to smelling it again. If you've ever inhaled during a bad fire and felt pain in your lungs like you're inhaling the fire itself, but with stink, that is what it felt like. It was paralyzing. I spent most of the time with my nose buried in my own armpit, working one-armed.

I'm sure the person was in pain, but also, shame on them for not asking for help sooner. They were certainly okay with asking for help in their addiction. A 20 and 8 plus ketamine did nothing to stop the fighting, and it's angering to be badmouthed in that moment and then to spend the day in bed munchie style because it wipes you. I may have said a few fat phobic things.
 
So where my friend works they have closing glass doors. This person had the doors closed, but no iso sign (HUGE WARNING), and you could still smell it when you came through the swing doors several hundred feet away. I have smelled a few pretty old dead bodies, feces, maggot wounds. This was something else. I am firmly in the "bad smells don't bother me much" camp. This bothered me.

I would prefer eating feces to smelling it again. If you've ever inhaled during a bad fire and felt pain in your lungs like you're inhaling the fire itself, but with stink, that is what it felt like. It was paralyzing. I spent most of the time with my nose buried in my own armpit, working one-armed.

I'm sure the person was in pain, but also, shame on them for not asking for help sooner. They were certainly okay with asking for help in their addiction. A 20 and 8 plus ketamine did nothing to stop the fighting, and it's angering to be badmouthed in that moment and then to spend the day in bed munchie style because it wipes you. I may have said a few fat phobic things.
Fat people are viscerally disgusting and you should feel no shame in hating them.
 
Never heard of sausage gravy either.
You've never had southern style biscuits and gravy? Done right, it's fucking amazing. But it's not something you should eat often for obvious nutritional reasons.
'm guessing he got used to eating a ton of calories while in the Army (because soldiers need it due to all the physical exertion and exercise ) and when he got out he probably stopped exercising while still eating the same amount of calories as he did when active,
Former college football players often pork up post graduation. They keep eating like they did in the glory years while they're working in an office and commuting two hours a day.
 
Oh, PLEASE don't bring up biscuits and gravy in this thread

gran made the most FIRE b&g and as far as I am concerned they may make my fat a little fatter but damn they are sacrosanct.especially as she was unbelievably good at balancing spicy with umami
 
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