Amy Ramadan / Amy Lee Bell / Amy David / Amy's Life Journey!!! / Amy's DesignZ / amysdesignz - Convicted thief, grifter, fat YouTuber in a spandex hijab; confirmed child abuser

Amy's weigh-in journey so far for 2020, in all its suspicious glory. Warning: bare hooves:

Weigh-in #1
filmed by a helper
475.2lbs
LIVE WEIGH IN!!!















Weigh-in #2
filmed on a tripod
featuring very suspicious cinematic cropping so the scale number can't be seen
460.4lbs, miracle 15lbs loss which beat Jen by 1lb
Week 1....LIVE WEIGH IN!!!















Weigh-in #3
filmed selfie style
featuring the fresh red socks as seen in her weigh-ins in 2018, believed to be the actual weigh-in clip taken from the suddenly missing Day 42 video
457lbs, 3lbs loss
Weigh-in WEDNESDAY!!! Week update















Weigh-in #4
filmed by a helper
476lbs, 19lbs gain
WEIGH IN GONE WRONG!!!!!















Weigh-in #5
filmed selfie style
483.8lbs, 7lbs gain
can this REALLY be!!!!!















Conclusion: Amy is devious by default. BOTH weigh-ins 2 and 3 are fake as hell and pulled from other times/contexts. Edit: but only weigh 3 has been clocked so far.


P.S.A. for Amy: Smoothies have calories. Would it kill you to eat some fucking eggs or something else that may as well be a milkshake or fast food?
Fictional breakfast smoothies have zero calories.
 
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This vile cunt gets worse and worse.

In this video she admits that she didn't buy Jeremiah any gifts for Christmas the year she went to Egypt because she had spent all of her money on the trip for herself. So this poor child had been neglected for the months and months his "mother" was no doubt on the computer chatting away with Ali, then this sow spent however long in Egypt with her internet boyfriend and left Jeremiah who-knows-where for the month of December, and on top of all of that she didn't even bother getting any Christmas presents for Jeremiah when she got back.

And you know what this disgusting excuse for a human being did on Christmas Eve? While playing the victim that poor-her didn't give Jeremiah a good Christmas, she took a pregnancy test in the "shower" and prayed that god would allow her to get pregnant for Christmas because HER Christmases had always been so shitty. So while feeling sorry for herself that she was a shit mother already to one kid, who she didn't bother getting a present for Christmas, she wanted another kid.

Pregnant test was positive. She then she paraded around the house with her urine stick on Christmas Eve being so happy that she was pregnant with a biological kid - while Jeremiah no doubt sat alone without any gifts because his "mother" was such a failure. Then he had to listen to her being delighted that she was going to have a real kid, while he got abandoned and forgotten.

And here she is years and years later, blubbering online like a moron, still living in a fantasy world and completely obliviously to the very real children's lives she is actively ruining. This is why Christmas is just so hard for her, guys. This is why her children don't get presents and don't get holidays. Because their gigantic fat mother has to make everyone miserable if she's miserable. Thank god she lost that baby. I hate that she has three humans whose lives she is ruining day after day.

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She ends the vlog with, "Okay, I'm going to go and Nair my face."
 
@StrawberryDouche Fucking fablus, Strorb. May your fragrant mist be eternally flushed into the cheesy orifices of uchoob fatties in gratitude.

I'm fascinated by how these immensely fat, immensely lazy and immensely useless blubberheads all seemed to sit down (ok, flump down with comedy bloort noise) and decide that the very thing to do was to film themselves, their tedious partners and their vast, vast dirty laundry and slap it all out publicly.

None of them have anything - no skills, no interests, no real hobbies, nuffin. No learning, no sense of humour, they all just drone on, contemplating their Mariana Trench navels and emitting a gentle whiff of cheese, old farts and dumbth, taking us at painful length through the dull minutiae of their days. Why does anyone watch any of them? Well, except to point and laugh, natch - the funny is always unintentional, and it's utterly cringeworthy when any of them actively try. We all have dull shit to do, but all of these are the equivalent of standing in a really long queue watching a fat bint stand in a really long queue. Although that would at least have comedy value cos it's always entertaining to see them buckle at the knees, but apart from watching flab meet gravity and lose, they are the most boring people in the world - if you're going to spend so much time parked on yer arse that it moulds to the shape of your reinforced chair, at least read a bloody book occasionally. Then the commenters are another whole world of shut-the-fuck-up, as most of them are also devoid of much but think their "quirky personality™" somehow counters it. It doesn't.

Pure mental. Does the flab make them insanely boring or are they boring cos constrained by their own bulk? Are they huge because eating is pretty much the only life-skill they've mastered so are going all out for a PhD in Lard Studies? Who the fuck watches them unironically? Are they all going to eventually create some kind of wormhole via bitching each other out for internets clout, only to disappear up Fat Albert's arse in some sort of meta event?

There's got to be some kind of big complicated equation here that plots the inverse ratio of ginormous fatarse to mind-drillingly dull. I need to know. For science.
 
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Not sure if he means UK time or US but I'm looking forward to this more than the game.

ETA
 
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I have such mixed feelings about "documentaries" about the cows we follow here, similar to reaction channels. The effort is interesting and production values can be good, but there won't be ANY info that isn't already documented (and likely taken from) here, plus this place is full of dozens of funny motherfuckers. It's hard to get hyped up for a long-ass video explaining shit we already know.
 
I have such mixed feelings about "documentaries" about the cows we follow here, similar to reaction channels. The effort is interesting and production values can be good, but there won't be ANY info that isn't already documented (and likely taken from) here, plus this place is full of dozens of funny motherfuckers. It's hard to get hyped up for a long-ass video explaining shit we already know.

Yeah...guess it depends who does it. Tho they can be useful for bad farmers like me who dip in and out - if a thread blows up, a condensed vid is an easy way to catch up so I know what you lot are being funny about. I'm pissed as shit that this thread happened when I was AWOL and is already huge.

The hypocrisy is real tho. Nobody will mention big bad Kiwi Farms cos we're all racist tranny-hating child molesting terrorists, but it's just dandy to use us as an uncredited source. Funny how useful the sink of the internet is...
 
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If I were Pinocchio Fat slob Amy, I would get off my fat ass and so something about my 3 and 4 year old speech, especially the 4 year old. The 4 year old is still talking baby talk. He'll be 5 in a couple of months. Those kids should be in nursery school where they'll be taught how to speak properly. They won't get it from fat slob Amy who spends all her time on SM
 
Goddamnit. I have lurked here for about a year or so. Successfully avoiding the temptation to create an account, and join internet conversation. Which never leads to anything good, and is frankly a pointless endeavor.

I got through the Canadian shed princess saga. I caught up, and am still wading through (wellies a bit mucky) the orange chicken juggernaut that is the Hambolynn Kentucky Miasma (tm). For Christ's sake, I even managed to get through Samuel Violent Buttshart and continue to ingest the nightmare that is Forever Kailynn, all the while resisting the urge to register and post my observations on this very board - because seriously, who cares? Even managed to maintain radio silence through the Lovecraftian descent into darkness of Momokun.

But this? This? I canna do it nae more laddies. This shit is a bridge too far. This specimen manages to entwine everything that I cannot bear whilst carrying my mortal coils. I had even gone to the trouble to jot down specific items that I felt needed - no, demanded - attention, but I see that it is fruitless now. We all see. It is a veritable preaching to the choir.

I marvel at almost everything that she does. She went to the zoo with the family and kept remarking how it was a special trip because it was the first time the babies could go and walk on their own (sans strollers). She made this observation whilst rolling along ON A SCOOTYPUFF. With all of these cows, the thing that I cannot comprehend is the notion that they must SHARE with us. They must validate their lives for us. Show me what you bought at WalMart. FASCINATING. Tell me about your UTI. Wunderbar. But, I guess the joke is on me, because like some driftless automaton I load up the site every day to see what has happened. And lo, here I am, thinking that I must now share my words and commentary on this incredibly interesting and oh so very dangerous location.

Well, I think that's enough. You all are very astute and insightful clever people, and I appreciate you. Strawberry, hands down, this is the Lord's work you are doing. Hopefully now that this is off my chest, I shall return to lurkdom. In closing, I will say that I am a tad disheartened to discover that deep down inside, it turns out that perhaps I am in favor of eugenics after all. Forgive this screed, I am all done now.
Totally read this is Sean Connery voice, and way to go on making a first post without stinking the place up.
Innyways, I Sebastian needs his nails cut again, I see. I know she bitched about the $30 or whatever last time, but there is no reason why she or Ali couldn't do it themselves with a kitty claw clipper. I bet Miah would be happy to help.
 
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