- Joined
- Jun 17, 2016
Weight loss or not, Chantel is still a big, big girl, one who uses industrial fans in the dead of winter because of the blubber overcoat she cannot remove. By the looks of him, Tut is 120 lbs dripping wet, from a very hot country, and likely does not even need an air-conditioner living in an area that doesn’t really warm up the way he’s used to.
But our trap house queen is going to get that thing turned on and blast him with Arctic air, moving him straight out of the bedroom. He’ll have to sell it just to not have to shiver in winter clothing during Canada’s weak summer. The fights over him not calling her within the time frame she demanded will be nothing compared to the fights they’ll have over the ambient temperature. While he may be able to ignore her crazy texting and unreasonable demands when he’s out with his boys, when she’s standing in front of him, wild-eyed, screaming about how HOT it is at 70 degrees, and he needs to turn the air conditioner THAT SHE BOUGHT HIM on now, Now, NOW, it might not be so easy to overlook.
And that will be The End. Not with a bang: no murder or baby stealing. But with a whimper. “Get your fat ass outta my fuckin house.”
But our trap house queen is going to get that thing turned on and blast him with Arctic air, moving him straight out of the bedroom. He’ll have to sell it just to not have to shiver in winter clothing during Canada’s weak summer. The fights over him not calling her within the time frame she demanded will be nothing compared to the fights they’ll have over the ambient temperature. While he may be able to ignore her crazy texting and unreasonable demands when he’s out with his boys, when she’s standing in front of him, wild-eyed, screaming about how HOT it is at 70 degrees, and he needs to turn the air conditioner THAT SHE BOUGHT HIM on now, Now, NOW, it might not be so easy to overlook.
And that will be The End. Not with a bang: no murder or baby stealing. But with a whimper. “Get your fat ass outta my fuckin house.”