- Joined
- Aug 29, 2018
Ahh, she went to the trouble of preparing a full-fledged video for the oeuvre; I will give it my full attention.
She still proudly has her
She waves her fat paw around and her head looks perfectly round. She seems to exude fat.
She is in a manic mood, singing and making crazy voices early on, as she digs around in the fast food bag.
She has a chocolate smoothie, half finished already.
She literally cannot fit under the tray. She has to balance the tray atop her fat; she even needs to open the car door to work it all out.
She curses at the sun.
She has a fucking trough of fake (?) chicken and two dipping sauces. Inexplicably, she is eating with chopsticks, but anyone in Asia would be horrified by what she is eating.
We get an eye roll on her first bite and en emphatic, fatso "mmmm!!" She is manic and happy.
"These are...", she says, smacking her lips, "to die for..." Guess what, fatso? You are dying for them.
She tells us she has attracted the attention of police while midnight binging in her car. Eating noises pepper her asinine story about not being able to control her binge long enough to pull off the busy throroughfare, creating a road hazard prompting police contact. So now, she finds more secret hiding places for her binges.
We hear about another 4-course meal she ate in her car (while she stuffs her face now), and she has her whole spread out on her dashboard in front of a house in the fancy part of town, attracting the attention of police again. (Smack, smack, munch munch, slurp, smack) The cop made a sarcastic remark to her about her eating.
Another time she ate up all the dumplings on the way home from the Chinese joint. She was so stricken to find out she had eaten them all that she had to buy more. But she was she was so ashamed of being a fat pig she disguised her voice to reorder. "That is a new low when you do that"
"Speaking of new lows", something she "used to do, but not in a long time" (she claims she has not been binging lately, as she is in the mother of all binges right in front of our eyes) She used to drive 40 minutes for freakin' hot dogs because she knew nobody would be there and see fatso buying a dozen chili dogs or something... But a group of "super hot" guys come in, and they see a convoy of hot dogs on the conveyor belt for fatso, and the conveyor belt breaks down under the strain. "The universe is teaching me a lesson", she says, despite having learned no lesson. The hot guys start cracking jokes about the fatso with the hot dogs, and she ran to her car and cried (but not without collecting her hot dogs. "It's crazy", she says.
She tells another story about being at a friend's house as a kid, where she was served a hamburger. She sneaks into their house and starts eating burger patties off the counter when she thinks nobody is looking. Her mom's friend caught her red handed, and she was no longer permitted to visit or see her friend for some time after that. "I'm sorry I ate your burgers", she says sarcastically.
"I've always had a weird obsession with food that caused me to do things I'm not really proud of, to be honest"
"I don't know if you guys have stories like that..." lolol, no, only you do, you fat maniac.
The wings "hit the spot" she announces, as if they were a little snack.
She has an appointment with the thrombosis doc tomorrow. She'll update us.
She is planning to stick to her plant based diet 100%. She'll still double fist corn dogs, but they will be vegan corn dogs. She says she wants to eat some healthier food too.
She is going to start a new series, "The Story of My Life" (spoiler: she eats and shits a lot, and gets really fucking fat)
She is making a conscious effort to be as nice of a person as she can be.
Well, she is still fucking as loopy as an explosion in a yarn factory, that is for sure. Nyom, nyom, nyom, nyom....back when I used to binge...nyom, nyom, nyom, smack, slurp, nyom, nyom...I don't have the urge to binge anymore...nyom, nyom, nyom, nyom, grunt, nyom, nyom (adjusts tray)...I'm plant based now...nyom, nyom, nyom, nyom, slurp, smack, nyom, nyom...
Fucking goofball. I wonder if she'll tell the thrombosis guy how she ate a family order of chicken wings with double sauce on her personal car food tray to earn money the day before? When she finally keels over, this is why I will shed no tears and probably lol.