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- Jun 11, 2017
Good eye. I definitely thought it was a medium on camera.
Quite okay, it's easy to misgauge sizes when all you have for a visual reference point is Big AL's huge meaty hooves, blown-up blob body, and ham hock arms to go by. I didn't even know the pizza was the stuffed crust kind; I just knew that there is no way in nine hells that Hamber would order pizza and not get the biggest size and most calorie-loaded type the restaurant can possibly make.
The groom is wearing jeans and work boots. How fucking embarrassing. So pathetically white trash
Well, to be fair. .. if you know you can't have the perfect fairytale wedding or the chic Sex and the City nuptial shindig, might as well go all out the other way so guests don't think you tried and failed to ape those styles. It's very white trash, but there's a little part of me that sort of respects a couple that doesn't shoot so high that they bankrupt themselves and still fail to meet the mark. The plastic flowers however are horrible no matter what effect someone's going for. That's a mark of the half-ass attempt. Bride should have said fuck it and had her church's Sunday school make paper roses instead or something, or skipped flowers and carried bottles of deer lure to really push through the theme.
In her newest video, I was amazed that she was about to weigh herself on the scale in the middle of the room so she couldn't lean on anything, but of course, low batteries.
Yeah, damn, batteries go out so fast in scales. Don't you know? Mine only last like 20 um years. Gosh, guys, we'll never see her try it again, guess we just have to take her word for her weight from now on since her one attempt to meet a reasonable standard failed. That was the only attempt she'll ever make and gosh we just missed the chance. Oh well! Back to weigh-ins next to the towel rack or counter with weird angles and cuts and no time stamps. Surely nobody will talk about it again ever.
However, this is the first time a lolcow has ever indirectly responded to anything I've written so I'm feeling just a little smug.
She blamed the cats for it. Hah!
Yeah, those cats probably are just like mischievous poltergeists being left alone and neglected all day, but unless they pissed on the scale and shorted it out, I'm not buying that at all. Stupid cow can't even lie decently. I wish I could tell her to at least think about it a bit first and put some fucking effort in to concoct a halfway plausible story, but that'd be a real departure for her. I wonder if she realizes that her dishonesty is a big factor in why she can't keep friends around, why she is so fat, why she can't get ahead in life. .. but hey food at least will never call her out for lying and cheap baubles from Walmart won't ever turn away from her. Just eat more, Hamber, that'll solve all your problems.