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Off-Topic Deathfat Encounters IRL - This thread is not your personal army.
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pippy
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I don't think people outside of America can understand how bad things are if you haven't seen it yourself.
I promise you any store in my city will have at minimum one or two 400 lb.+ salad dodgers at any given time. Walmarts especially like fucking forget it; they often run out of scooters even though the store has 30+, sometimes because there are so many fat niggers blocking the aisles with them because they refuse to walk like normal humans.
You'll often see cars block off parking lot lanes for minutes because some fatty is waiting for someone to unload all of their groceries and get up and leave even if there's plenty of spaces just 20 feet further out.
It's all very bleak
I promise you any store in my city will have at minimum one or two 400 lb.+ salad dodgers at any given time. Walmarts especially like fucking forget it; they often run out of scooters even though the store has 30+, sometimes because there are so many fat niggers blocking the aisles with them because they refuse to walk like normal humans.
You'll often see cars block off parking lot lanes for minutes because some fatty is waiting for someone to unload all of their groceries and get up and leave even if there's plenty of spaces just 20 feet further out.
It's all very bleak
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At the airport an anna sized deathfat just commandeered a wheelchair and shoved themselves to the front skipping past elderly people
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Go to a casino. You’ll see whole herds of 400 and 500+ lb deathfats plopped in front of the slot machines, entertained for hours by inane animations, and throwing their money away for a jackpot that statistically will never come. A statement about America if I ever saw one.
RandomUserSperglet
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I was astounded by two of them this morning. The man was about 450 lbs and the woman about 400. I really haven't seen this, to this degree, in real life so it was fascinating. These people were seriously and obviously incapacitated to a healthy person. So much shuffling. Neither could breath. The way they both slogged along, each dragging a leg and huffing with me behind them...
The very worst part was they stunk to high heaven. It was so bad. So fucking bad. And it lingered to the point of staff disinfecting surfaces.
The very worst part was they stunk to high heaven. It was so bad. So fucking bad. And it lingered to the point of staff disinfecting surfaces.
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It's truly amazing how their stench soaks into furniture and surroundings. One of my first IRL fat people encounters shared here was about this very thing.
You start of innocently assuming fat people are like everyone else, just bigger. But then meeting by meeting, their horrors are revealed to you, until all you can think of when faced with a fat is yeasty, sweating, damp, dripping folds and the horrid stench undulating from them, ready to snack on their clothes, the furnishings and the very air surrounding you. A hotel room they've stayed in will certainly never be clean again.
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Never seen as many deathfats with missing feet as when I was in a walmart in amerilardia
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>be me
>be summoned to come look at "interesting thing" by nice kid at work
>open door
>see Free Willy in dirty food-stained sweatpants on a bed
I should have closed the door at this point. However, I am not very smart. I'm not saying that as some sort of false humility. Like, I just am kind of surprised at my own lack of survival instinct. Loudly, the beast brumbles from the bed:
I DON'T WANT NO MORE ASIANS IN MY ROOM. DON'T LET THAT CHINESE BACK. I AM MUSLIM. I CAN'T HAVE NO ASIAN TOUCHING ME. IT IS MY RELIGION.
In this moment, all I want is to be very, very, very far away from this pig, with a big glass of ice water and a chinese roasted duck with all those sauces. I try to muster up some humanity for this 400 lb. waste of flesh and I say, "You ever eat one of those chinese roasted ducks you see in the window of some places in big cities in Chinese areas? Man, those are good."
And it bellows back:
WHUT?
The bed screams in agony and we are both caught off guard for a minute.
I DON'T WANT NO ASIAN HERE.
I politely explain this place is crawling with Asians and I'm not really a powerful person here, but if I was, I wouldn't burn my political capital on this, and I'm pretty sure he is wrong. There's this place called Pakistan and it's pretty much all Muslim Asians..
I CAN'T BREATHE!
I think to myself that maybe he should wear that bipap someone put in here and bothered to turn on, but I am a conscientious guy who tries not to talk down to people. Also I think maybe an Asian put in for the bipap, and I want to honor this guy's wishes.
I WUNT....
He gasps desperately, unable to suck in air.
"Fewer Asians?" I guess.
THE TUBE!
Ph < 7? Yeah, he wants my tube, lol.
Anyway, he ends up getting the tube, throws up potato chips and juice all over, gets aspiration pneumonia. Don't worry; he's fine and still sucking up tato chips and taxpayer dollars in Burgerland.
>be summoned to come look at "interesting thing" by nice kid at work
>open door
>see Free Willy in dirty food-stained sweatpants on a bed
I should have closed the door at this point. However, I am not very smart. I'm not saying that as some sort of false humility. Like, I just am kind of surprised at my own lack of survival instinct. Loudly, the beast brumbles from the bed:
I DON'T WANT NO MORE ASIANS IN MY ROOM. DON'T LET THAT CHINESE BACK. I AM MUSLIM. I CAN'T HAVE NO ASIAN TOUCHING ME. IT IS MY RELIGION.
In this moment, all I want is to be very, very, very far away from this pig, with a big glass of ice water and a chinese roasted duck with all those sauces. I try to muster up some humanity for this 400 lb. waste of flesh and I say, "You ever eat one of those chinese roasted ducks you see in the window of some places in big cities in Chinese areas? Man, those are good."
And it bellows back:
WHUT?
The bed screams in agony and we are both caught off guard for a minute.
I DON'T WANT NO ASIAN HERE.
I politely explain this place is crawling with Asians and I'm not really a powerful person here, but if I was, I wouldn't burn my political capital on this, and I'm pretty sure he is wrong. There's this place called Pakistan and it's pretty much all Muslim Asians..
I CAN'T BREATHE!
I think to myself that maybe he should wear that bipap someone put in here and bothered to turn on, but I am a conscientious guy who tries not to talk down to people. Also I think maybe an Asian put in for the bipap, and I want to honor this guy's wishes.
I WUNT....
He gasps desperately, unable to suck in air.
"Fewer Asians?" I guess.
THE TUBE!
Ph < 7? Yeah, he wants my tube, lol.
Anyway, he ends up getting the tube, throws up potato chips and juice all over, gets aspiration pneumonia. Don't worry; he's fine and still sucking up tato chips and taxpayer dollars in Burgerland.
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what... the... fuck did i just read.
you deserve a drink
Rich Evans Simp
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There’s a member of my (very) extended family of my parents’ generation, probably 10 years younger than they are, who has always been a big gorl. She’s well-liked, educated, good career, active socially, always traveling and doing things with her many friends, but was desperate to marry and have children. Managed to get married and have a son in her mid-30’s, albeit with a man of lower socioeconomic status who has always seemed checked out. Over the years she has become a purple-faced death fat who breathes at all times like she just completed an Olympic sprint, and she fattened her son into morbid obesity by the time he was in his early teens. They have a very hag-and-her-fag bestie-type relationship - with the dad checked out, and being a highly social woman whose life revolves around food, her son never stood a chance (he’s not gay but there’s no other way to describe their dynamic). I see them about once a year, sometimes more, sometimes less, so the evolution of their fatness is jarring each time. Her son was a remarkably bright and cute child, now he’s in his twenties and can barely waddle.
The memory that sticks out in my mind is when he was in his early teens, at a bustling buffet-style family holiday dinner. I watched him eat an entire loaf of bread as a starter. An entire loaf of sliced Italian bread like you would buy from the bakery section of any grocery store, each slice slathered in butter.
It was the first time I really registered that fat people are disgusting gluttons, not having any in my immediate circle and being indoctrinated into mainstream fatlogic about fast and slow metabolisms.
The memory that sticks out in my mind is when he was in his early teens, at a bustling buffet-style family holiday dinner. I watched him eat an entire loaf of bread as a starter. An entire loaf of sliced Italian bread like you would buy from the bakery section of any grocery store, each slice slathered in butter.
It was the first time I really registered that fat people are disgusting gluttons, not having any in my immediate circle and being indoctrinated into mainstream fatlogic about fast and slow metabolisms.
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Late and gay, but although I grew up with jokes about fat Americans, I was shocked about the sheer size of deathfats when I visited Florida 7 years ago.
My family decided to go to Walmart one night to get some snacks for the next day and we were taking pictures with the products because of the huge servings, having fun and all, and the whole car ride back to the hotel we joked about the deathfats we saw.
Morbid obesity is becoming more of a problem here for the past few years but we still haven't gotten on US level.
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While deathfats ate are a real concern in the U.S., going to a Walmart in Florida is like shooting fish in a barrel. The southern U.S. has a LOT of deathfats. Deathfats also congregate in Walmart. Prime deathfat viewing.
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My grandmother got put in a nursing home recently and I went to visit her.
She's 97 so it's fine she deserves to rest. What's not fine is all the 600+ pound planetoids zooming around that look they're maybe in their mid 20s at most.
That's so fucking sad man, imagine being 20 and already confined to a chair in a facility with old people who will probably outlive you.
She's 97 so it's fine she deserves to rest. What's not fine is all the 600+ pound planetoids zooming around that look they're maybe in their mid 20s at most.
That's so fucking sad man, imagine being 20 and already confined to a chair in a facility with old people who will probably outlive you.
While shopping in Tesco (the UK version of Walmart/Target, etc.), I browsed the bakery section for a loaf of fresh bread. I picked up a loaf that was just put out by the lovely bakers who work there and before I could even thank them, a fat, retarded giant man came scooting along in his deathfat mobile screeching to the bakers "CAN I HAVE THIS BAGUETTE FOR FREE...? IT'S DAMAGED!"
This was not only a deathfat in a scooter, but his fat was spilling out of the scooter so much that I didn't know if they were part of the scooter or not, they were his "love" handles. His t-shirt looked dirty, with stains everywhere, his trousers looked damp/wet on the bottoms and slightly ripped, and somewhat smelt what I can only describe as sewage. The baguette was not "damaged", he ate the top part and thought he could get it for free, the bakers declined, so the guy just threw it onto the floor and called them "twats".
After that, I looked at the confused and somewhat shocked bakers with unspoken acknowledgment and walked away.
It was one of, if not my first deathfat encounters and I'm not sure how to feel about it lol.
This was not only a deathfat in a scooter, but his fat was spilling out of the scooter so much that I didn't know if they were part of the scooter or not, they were his "love" handles. His t-shirt looked dirty, with stains everywhere, his trousers looked damp/wet on the bottoms and slightly ripped, and somewhat smelt what I can only describe as sewage. The baguette was not "damaged", he ate the top part and thought he could get it for free, the bakers declined, so the guy just threw it onto the floor and called them "twats".
After that, I looked at the confused and somewhat shocked bakers with unspoken acknowledgment and walked away.
It was one of, if not my first deathfat encounters and I'm not sure how to feel about it lol.
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It was awhile ago, but I'll always remember this food-obsessed deathfat I worked with. She was a 350+ lb boomer. She talked about food constantly. She was a terror at communal meals, like catered lunches or potlucks. She'd harass people for their leftovers, even offering to buy them.
The company bought each employee a pie during the holidays, and she talked about it every single day from the time it was announced until it was delivered. "Can I change my order?!" "If you haven't changed my order already, I'll stick with my first choice." "When is the pie coming?" "Have you found out when the pie is coming?" She asked to buy other people's pies.
She once told me that when her son was little, she took him to the doctor because he didn't like traditional breakfast foods. He preferred soup or a turkey sandwich for breakfast over eggs or pancakes. She thought that was a health issue worth visiting the doctor for.
The company bought each employee a pie during the holidays, and she talked about it every single day from the time it was announced until it was delivered. "Can I change my order?!" "If you haven't changed my order already, I'll stick with my first choice." "When is the pie coming?" "Have you found out when the pie is coming?" She asked to buy other people's pies.
She once told me that when her son was little, she took him to the doctor because he didn't like traditional breakfast foods. He preferred soup or a turkey sandwich for breakfast over eggs or pancakes. She thought that was a health issue worth visiting the doctor for.
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K so I got a pic, dunno if it'd be weird or not to post.
Went to a very nice buffet place, like nice enough you need reservations. People come around with racks of various meats and offer you a bite sized piece. Sounds easy until about the 8th person, and there's 12 "courses" (i.e. types of prepared meats) that cycle. Most people can get through 1 and a half to 2 rounds if you skip lunch.
Anyway, really nice place. In walks this lumbering fucking mass who is literally getting corralled by his buddy/brother. Open mouth breathing and fast waddle. I watch him go by the bar of plates and... holy shit.
To put into perspective, it's this fancy bar with extremely large ceramic plates and has 4 doors on the side. 1 door is about as wide as a woman who is 5'5 and 250 to almost 300 lbs. (I know this because I know people that size and saw a woman that fit that next to it)
This man took up almost 3 full of those doors. He took up over half that fucking bar just standing next to it.
And guess who got fucking seated behind me?
It's a good thing I tend to give myself room to get up because otherwise I would have literally been pinned to the fucking table. His back fat was legit enveloping my chair while he was leaned over. The picture doesn't do it proper justice but it gives a good idea. Should I post it?
Went to a very nice buffet place, like nice enough you need reservations. People come around with racks of various meats and offer you a bite sized piece. Sounds easy until about the 8th person, and there's 12 "courses" (i.e. types of prepared meats) that cycle. Most people can get through 1 and a half to 2 rounds if you skip lunch.
Anyway, really nice place. In walks this lumbering fucking mass who is literally getting corralled by his buddy/brother. Open mouth breathing and fast waddle. I watch him go by the bar of plates and... holy shit.
To put into perspective, it's this fancy bar with extremely large ceramic plates and has 4 doors on the side. 1 door is about as wide as a woman who is 5'5 and 250 to almost 300 lbs. (I know this because I know people that size and saw a woman that fit that next to it)
This man took up almost 3 full of those doors. He took up over half that fucking bar just standing next to it.
And guess who got fucking seated behind me?
It's a good thing I tend to give myself room to get up because otherwise I would have literally been pinned to the fucking table. His back fat was legit enveloping my chair while he was leaned over. The picture doesn't do it proper justice but it gives a good idea. Should I post it?
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Again, pic doesn't do it justice. This was originally taken in landscape to get all his fucking bulk. He also had 4 chins.
It's also hard to see but there's maybe 3 inches between our chairs. Thats as far forward as he can LEAN.
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I'll have to take your word for it because yeah, that picture is nowhere near as horrifyingly fat as what I wanted to see and laugh at. Very disappointed, do a better job of spying on random men at restaurants next time.
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Lmao yeaaaah sorry, was very difficult to get away with without them noticing.