A couple of further thoughts on her "I can SO fit in the shower, haydurs," video: in the past, oh, seven hours, she's picked up about 700 likes. She's also picked up another thousand dislikes. You're becoming the shitty stats queen, Big Ham. It's a sort of side bonus of your channel continuing its decline.
Also, the damn seafood boil. She says it's really messy. First, I don't see any napkins on that tv tray. What are you going to do when you're finished? Take another shower without allowing the water to touch you? Two, if it's so messy, WHY THE FUCK are you eating in the living room on your fucking couch?
Boring, bullshit videos are stagnating her channel and I, for one, am loving that for us.
Just before 3 AM
Just after 10 AM
And just before 9 PM
Moving on.
What is with the "Let's clean!" shit from her. I can understand shopping, since it's the same bullshit nontent, but you are not exactly known for cleaning or being clean, Fatty.
Opening shot: the beast awakens. She's probably been awake for a bit, but her habit is to laze around in bed, so that's what she does. Will the "gf" bring her breakfast in bed? What crumbs can she add to the collection she snacks on when she wakes up gasping due to untreated sleep apnea?
Another fan. What, Becky didn't leave one of the industrial fans for you, or did the "gf" nix that because it was spreading your miasma all over the apartment and into her room, making her gag? When Hamber vacates this apartment, the cleaning people will need hazmat suits.
Lulz. I was kidding (kind of) about eating the crumbs in bed regularly, yet here she is, showing us a snack bag of...coconut? Why don't you just throw a shovel of river pebbles in the goddamned bed? STOP EATING IN BED. Yeah, yeah, normal people eat in bed. Yes, but they are not 600 pound behemoths, are they? "Are you supposed to just eat this by itself? It is chocolate-dipped? Does it say snack on the bag? NO. It's meant to be used in COOKING/BAKING, but what the fuck do you know about either of those.
Cat sighting! Except now we get more of that fucking baby voice, with some vague, idiotic accent. Shows a bag of stuff for Goodwill, and I wonder how long that bag will sit there in her room, never donated, like all that shit she and Becky bought "for the homeless shelter" languished in the fatmobile.
Shitts' Creek gigantic tent of a t-shirt. Black leggeeens. She has 500 pairs, y'all, remember that! She is fucking massive. Putson earrrings. Those fucking scars on her arm. She doesn't have any picking disorder. She has the beetus. She also has jaundice.
JFC. An entire fucking pantry full of candles? "Becky took all the candles she wanted when she left." You worked through custody for fucking candles? She picks one out, of course it's some goddamned food thing. She whines that she isn't into that (food smelling candle you're not into? Sure, bitch.) said she thought it would be "more masculine" like "fresh linen", which is not a fucking masculine scent, you twat, no matter how many of your butch housemates have done the laundry since your gunt and TRex arms (and laziness) prevent you from reaching down into the washer. The stench in that apartment must be epic. All those particulates from the candles and wax melts clinging to everything so the entire history of all the shit they've burned is present. I said above that when Big Ham and her "gf" move out, the cleaning crew will need hazmat suits. I think instead they just need to toss some grenades in, then clear the rubble and rebuild the apartment. It would be faster and cheaper.
Cleaning the kitchen. Seriously? What the fuck is this thing you have, Fat Hamber, where you're putting things that ALREADY HAVE CONTAINERS into other containers? Shampoo, conditioner, and spray cleaner are all fine in their goddamned containers. Stop watching idiotic TikTok bullshit on that subject. Doesn't actually move the shit off the counters to spray whatever scented crap it is she uses to clean. Doesn't wipe any crumbs or shit off the counters and stove frst, either. Just sprays the shit, wipes it off, and the way she does it, all the crumbs just go on the floor. She's amazed! They have a plastic egg holder! You know, Big Ham, ayygs already come in an ayyg holder. It's called a carton. She "10 out of 10 recommends" Poo-Pourri to use when taking a dump, and I bet the "gf" got that for her to cover up the stench of her giant shits.
Does a fake, slow as fuck reaction when the "gf" drops a pan or rattles some change or something. Reminds me, of course, of this.
Of course, the sink is full of dishes. Of course Big Spamber doesn't "do dishes right after eating". Yeah, I guess it would be pretty hard for someone who inhales thousands of calories in one meal to get up and get moving. But, you filthy fucking pig, you could at least dump the remnants of your damn seafood meal in the trash instead of leaving that shit in the bowls, on the counter, to add to the fucking stench you've created there. You are absolutely the laziest fucking twat I have ever seen on YouTube.
For fuck's sake. More of the fucking "art" cards. NOBODY CARES, ToddlerLynn. She keeps doing that passive-aggressive "buy my shitty art" thing, but at least she stopped shilling for Cameo. Says one of her favorite quotes is about someone crawling inside her fixing her broken parts or some bullshit yadda yadda. No thank you. Fuck that.
Not satisfied with all the smelly shit she already has in the apartment, they're at Dollar Tree picking up more. They put two bags of cheap bullshit they bought in the car, head back to the apartment.
Twinkie! Out for a walk. Poor dog. The "gf" should take Twinkie Storr to a dog park. Or any park. There's a "trash molment" and Big Al wants to show us just how committed she is to cleaning all the things by picking up that scrap of paper.
More cards at the end. No mention of the imaginary outpatient or the lack of weight loss.
TL;DW/R: Big Spamber wants us to believe she's a cleaning machine by half-shelfassedly wiping off a couple of counters. Makes stupid excuses as to why their seafood boil bowls are on the counter, with the remnants of that shit still in the bowls instead of the trash. Shows stupid "art" cards with shit a third grader could do. Leaves the apartment - to shop. naturally. Probably got food while out, too. Twinkle! Goes for a walk with Big Hamber and the "gf".
Stupid, pointless, and bare minimum. Put that on a fucking shirt, Hamber. I dare you.