Amberlynn Reid - 600 pound pathological liar and U-Haul lesbian moving in with her next live-in maid/nurse/girlfriend.

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So, my luvverly gorls, an era ends. And we mourn for Our Lady of the Lard in this, her time of tribulation, facing an uncertain future and hoping those bum-wipe sticks actually work until she has visited the local sped farm and found a new host upon which to flumpf.

And I honour of the OGs that came before, the still-gs (I know you're still around. I'm watching you) and the new -gs that have joined us during the saga, I present my closing masterpiece in my usual Shit Art by Clanger stylee. Kenny is immortalised as ever, the poop bun is doubling as a grease discharge tube (and if you see anything else you need to wash your filthy mind out with soap. Oooo you're all revolting) and all the other features we love from fat earlobes to wonky bum-chin.
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How far we have come, from the early days where NoNeckBex towed a cake across the foetid waters of Lake Chernobyl and her beloved galumphed behind in her natural element and her trousers, orange bun standing proudly against the gently glowing green waters. Through the terrifying sighting of the Binge Monster to the gentle acceptance of the Designated Lesbiotic Free Space, all immortalised by me very badly when stoned.

You fuckers made me laugh, you made me cry (with laughter) and so we light one of the several gazillion candles in her stash and start the gentle lament of the Funeral March. Or some such bollocks.

So. My epitaph. Dedicated to Big Albert, The Next Grate Murican Awfor, my muse and my inspiration.

PS. If you have no idea what the fuck I'm banging on about, fret ye not. Situation normal.


Edited because I can spell, I just get the letters in the wrong order sometimes. Ripe n Perils Eelsflop.

If Becky's smart, she'll put distance between herself and her ex-fiance and wash her hands of this trainwreck of a relationship. She has no further obligations to the fat retard.

If Becky's smart.
Oh bless you, my hopelessly optimistic feathery friend.
 
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What disturbs me is how much shit must be involved, shit that others have to clean up. I mean the average adult produces a sizable amount of shit, but a 600 lb person??? It’s terrifying to think about and more amazing anyone is willing to take care of someone who is so gluttonous they shit the bed and require others to deal with it.

Not being able to walk ten steps to use a toilet wasn’t enough of a deterrent to stop shoveling mountains of food down their gullet ffs.

This. Everyone has seen My 600lb Life. Everyone knows that even the most active people on that show require significantly more care and help than a regular (or even fat) person. We’ve witnessed it with our fuckin eyeballs lol

Amber really tries to convince people that she’s the exception to that rule. That 40lb or whatever it is that keeps her from technically being 600lb? Yeah, that makes ALL the difference and she’s not even CLOSE to being that needy and helpless, and anyone else who thinks so is just hateeeeeen

i hate how trendy the word “gaslighting” has become, but that’s textbook gaslighting. She’s trying so hard to convince people that everything they know about super morbidly obese people is untrue because she’s DIFFERENT, y’all! She’s subject to different physics, her health works totally differently and she doesn’t have any of the problems you see on the show that’s literally designed to expose what life is like at her size. All those seasons of all those people that can’t function, but Amber is ✨different✨

If that’s how naive and stupid she thinks the average person is, then what’s her standard for a partner? She must go for people she thinks of as below average so she’s sure to be able to manipulate them fully. I think she’s arrogant enough to think she’s pulling the wool over her audience’s eyes to some extent, but to get someone to take care of her, she’s really got to hook them completely. She’s achieved that with Becky, for awhile.

No wonder Becky left her, though. It took her awhile to choose her integrity and future over her allowance and lack of responsibility… but she sees it now too.

Maybe Amber could convince people 200 or 300lb ago that she was doing ok, but that slightly smaller ship has long sailed into the horizon. She’s gonna have to accept that she’s a walking MSHPL case study and deal with it on her own now. Nobody’s gonna put up with her literal shit now.

(and by her own, I mean living with her mom because let’s be real… Amber would die if she was actually alone)
 
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So, my luvverly gorls, an era ends. And we mourn for Our Lady of the Lard in this, her time of tribulation, facing an uncertain future and hoping those bum-wipe sticks actually work until she has visited the local sped farm and found a new host upon which to flumpf.

And I honour of the OGs that came before, the still-gs (I know you're still around. I'm watching you) and the new -gs that have joined us during the saga, I present my closing masterpiece in my usual Shit Art by Clanger stylee. Kenny is immortalised as ever, the poop bun is doubling as a grease discharge tube (and if you see anything else you need to wash your filthy mind out with soap. Oooo you're all revolting) and all the other features we love from fat earlobes to wonky bum-chin.

How far we have come, from the early days where NoNeckBex towed a cake across the foetid waters of Lake Chernobyl and her beloved galumphed behind in her natural element and her trousers, orange bun standing proudly against the gently glowing green waters. Through the terrifying sighting of the Binge Monster to the gentle acceptance of the Designated Lesbiotic Free Space, all immortalised by me very badly when stoned.

You fuckers made me laugh, you made me cry (with laughter) and so we light one of the several gazillion candles in her stash and start the gentle lament of the Funeral March. Or some such bollocks.

So. My epitaph. Dedicated to Big Albert, The Next Grate Murican Awfor, my muse and my inspiration.

PS. If you have no idea what the fuck I'm banging on about, fret ye not. Situation normal.


Edited because I can spell, I just get the letters in the wrong order sometimes. Ripe n Perils Eelsflop.
You really captured her size there.
 
You really captured her size there.

She has betrayed me. She used to be a series of circles: round bun (on a good day) on round face on perfectly hemispheric shoulders.

Now the bun looks like something out of a dodgy 70's German porno,* the face is a rugby/football side on and below that.....well, it's just a landslide. Or lardslide.

She didn't even have the common decency to maintain the shape required for my terrible cartoons and fuck am I salty about it.

At least the butler is still a thumb.



*I'm catching up, it's prolly been mentioned. But the second live where her Warp Factor Dial was set to "maximum cuntage" that thing on top of her head was totally cocknballs. Once seen it can never be unseen.
 
I was just watching a compilation of the breakup and the salty stream after.
Maybe she was watching that ep where the lady kept her pee bottles. 🤢
that’s gonna be her if this bed bound saga keeps up.
No.
There is a video where Sinatra pauses and her arms cannot reach her pussy. Her hand is about half a foot away from her crotch.
With the fupa in the way and the weight on the arms NO WAY she is able to wipe without some kind of extender.
 
I was just watching a compilation of the breakup and the salty stream after.

No.
There is a video where Sinatra pauses and her arms cannot reach her pussy. Her hand is about half a foot away from her crotch.
With the fupa in the way and the weight on the arms NO WAY she is able to wipe without some kind of extender.

These pictures are from 2018 and 2019. Based on the length of her arms and the size/projection of her shelf ass, girl ain't been wiping her own ass or junk unaided for quite some time.

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These pictures are from 2018 and 2019. Based on the length of her arms and the size/projection of her shelf ass, girl ain't been wiping her own ass or junk unaided for quite some time.

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Honestly I do not think this is long enough.
Do you think 15 inch is long enough?
I have not seen telescopic ones.
Maybe a bidet?
Now the average shower space is 60 x 30 x 72 inches. I wonder if we can gauge her dimensions. No shame here, it's her body I just wonder if she fits in a shower.
 
These pictures are from 2018 and 2019. Based on the length of her arms and the size/projection of her shelf ass, girl ain't been wiping her own ass or junk unaided for quite some time.

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I guess if she could hoist her flab up, she technically could? It's gotta move around pretty easily right? It's just fat and skin can't you push it to the side and wipe your snatch at least?
 
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