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

Are you looking forward to seeing Jade's face on camera?

  • Yes

    Votes: 550 15.6%
  • No

    Votes: 349 9.9%
  • I don't care

    Votes: 2,620 74.5%

  • Total voters
    3,519
are we literally ignoring me posting an article about an eagle taking a cat for breakfast in Wisconsin?
I'm a massive cat sperg who could spend all day listing off reasons why letting them roam outside is probably a bad idea, but I'll admit this one was never on my radar. I can't imagine a bald eagle suddenly just swooping down into my fenced in yard or balcony and stealing my entire cat, Jesus. This happening in front of me would be on the same level of wtf as if a literal UFO appeared and abducted my cat via tractor beam. Probably because I'm a squeamish city faggot that prefers not to think too hard about the brutal reality of nature. After thinking about it for a second, though, it is a no brainer that an eagle would snap up a chubby, lethargic house cat if the opportunity presents itself - it's a primo meal for basically zero effort compared to the work they usually do hunting rodents and small snakes.

Anyway, I may not be able to pinpoint exactly where the deception is here, but Hamber's inability to wipe that smug arsed fucking smirk off her face throughout the entire performance should have triggered everybody's bullshit detector instantly.

The real MVP right now in this situation are Emily's kitchen chairs supporting Ambers mammoth of a body.
It makes perfect sense given Emily's proclivities that she had the foresight to invest in furniture capable of standing up to deathfat abuse rather than cheap Ikea/Wayfair bullshit that would make a mere 200-pounder pretty fucking nervous. Not that I'd be surprised if it turned her crank getting to see a couch completely collapse into dust after being plopped onto by a quarter ton of GUNT, mind you, but even if you cheap out it would quickly add up and get very annoying to replace your furniture at the rate a Hamber-sized planet is capable of destroying it with everyday use.

Amber had one more big lie and that was to use her Mother and her Bf's good graces after dragging their muffler to deposit this gigantic malodorous turd to her next toilet but giving them the pleasure of cleaning and clearing out her sty. The fat shit moved in months ago there is no visit, Amber doesn't "visit" love interests. She's in, she's settled, the bitch prolly gets mail there already.
I have no idea what made anyone legitimately entertain the idea that this move wasn't permanent from the second we heard about it. She rented a van and had her previous butler haul her across the country into the new girlfriend's residence at the exact same time her lease was up, she had her pets with her, made excessive and baffling decisions when packing, her mom cut off contact instantly after unloading her, come on. We know she operates like this. Kristine probably didn't care about the shit Hamber left in her apartment, part of the deal was probably that she had the key to go take whatever she wanted before dropping it off with the landlord and letting everything else be their problem. Unless she is a Peetz-level retard and cosigned the fucking place or something it's no skin off her ass. I don't doubt she's over Amber's shit, probably has been for a while, but it likely had more to do with general cunty behavior that was ramped up around the time Hamber realized she had new simps firmly in her orbit and no longer needed her mother for the time being.
 
$500 reward. Missing since Sunday Nov. 17, 2024
screenshot from anonymous says missing since the 11/18.
Amber says the phone number is specifically for Rarity being missing.

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"Best night of my life"
All the "loves of your life" must feel really special now.
I mean, this may just be me being retarded, and do remind me if I'm wrong, but what great outings has she had with any of her other caretakers that would even approach this?

I don't think nightly Walmart trips, "swimming" in a filthy toxic lake, shitty pride parade, corn maze, 10*e^50 trips to Cheesecake factory (or any other fast food place), hotel eatcation, a night walk ending in "The Fall™", bingo and casino and so on are remotely comparable.

Here she has a youngish, not extremely retarded looking woman splurging money to fulfill her vapid braindead teen dreams that not only let's her, but wants her to pig out to her heart's content. So yeah, as far as Amber is concerned, this may well just be the best night of her life.

Also fucking lol @ the measly reward money of 500$. This woman has taken shits that equated to more food than you could buy with that money.
 
Can we have a poll for whether or not Amber is leaving Wisconsin? Though I assume we all agree the answer is never.
No. The polls are retarded. They go up there, take up space on the page, and stays 2 years past when it was "funny". If there was a poll about leaving Wisconsin it'll still be up when she's been living in Seattle for 2 years.

Which reminds me, are you looking forward to seeing Jade's face on camera?
 
If there was a poll about leaving Wisconsin it'll still be up when she's been living in Seattle for 2 years.
I’d laugh so hard if she moved to Seattle. The city is all hills. Steep hills. You can’t step out of your front door without going on a hill hike or climbing a staircase. She wouldn’t last 5 minutes. I laughed when there was a deathfat convention in Seattle last year or so, they picked a place with a big clean eating and fitness culture, and topography that demands some level of fitness.

Then again, all she’d have to do is waddle herself into another feeder’s basement, never to leave the house alive again.
 
ChatGPT accepted my prompt for a post on a mom blog/facebook wall:

"We had been looking forward to this concert for months. My daughter, friends, and family were all excited for the VIP experience that promised exclusive access, comfort, and an unforgettable night. But what we didn’t anticipate was the shocking turn the evening would take. As we arrived and made our way to the VIP suite, we were surprised to find that we weren’t alone. A morbidly obese woman, accompanied by a handler, was already there. At first, it seemed like just a typical situation: a VIP suite shared with others. However, it quickly became clear that this would not be an ordinary night. The woman’s body odor was overwhelming. It was the kind of smell that lingered in the air, making it hard to concentrate on anything else. At one point, I noticed she seemed uncomfortable, and her handler appeared to be trying to manage her needs. The situation only became more uncomfortable when I realized there was a possibility that she had soiled herself. The smell grew worse, and I felt a mix of discomfort and concern. My daughter, who was excited for the concert, became visibly upset, and I couldn’t blame her. We were in a beautiful suite with a stunning view, but the overwhelming smell and the tense atmosphere made it nearly impossible to enjoy the experience. We tried to stay polite and keep things light, but it was tough. The entire night became a lesson in empathy, but also one of the most difficult concert experiences I’ve ever had. I felt bad for the lady and her handler, who were clearly in a situation beyond their control. At the same time, it was hard to ignore the discomfort my family and I were feeling. In the end, we stayed for the concert, but it was clear that the memory of that VIP experience would overshadow the music itself. Sometimes, life throws unexpected challenges our way, and we have to make the best of it. But this is definitely one concert I’ll never forget for all the wrong reasons."
 
If there was a poll about leaving Wisconsin it'll still be up when she's been living in Seattle for 2 years.
She’d get eaten alive in seattle. As much as we claim to be progressive in every area being fat is not included. The city is all uphill and I can only imagine Amber seeing a fent zombie for the first time.
 
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