🎭 Dramacow Liz Henry - Fat af slacktivist, bad parent, CecilyK orbiter with terrible eyebrows.

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Liz's archive of shitty articles on ScaryMommy.

My interest is piqued by this one:
Dear Family: Don’t Touch My Sh*t
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When we moved from Atlanta to Philadelphia, it became crystal clear how little of our shit was actually mine — there were four boxes of books and two seasons of clothes. And don’t anyone dare say the “household items” were mine because I will cut a bitch. Also, that is sexist and I will not put up with anyone being a “tool of the patriarchy” in this house.
The Nutella is mine. All mine.

Get your own, fuckers.

Nutella is my happiness condensed into a jar of hazelnut spread, so come hell or high water, no one is to touch it, eat it, or bask in its glory but me.
And if by chance I happen to forget to replace my own Nutella, then certain death will be ravaged on your souls if you dare touch the Tostitos queso. Please note my warning as a reminder of the stakes.
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Liz Henry is fat and I would not have sex with her.

Well, someone had to say it.

In other news:

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Yes, just like a fat Kardashian, only consuming a higher proportion of space and Earth's resources in fartarsing around being neither use nor ornament.

Also this. It's from 2012 so there's probably four years of content at the least to bring to light.

http://archive.is/Am8yk
Our corn subsidies allow her to have the same carbon footprint as a kardasian while still being broke.

Liz's archive of shitty articles on ScaryMommy.

My interest is piqued by this one:
Dear Family: Don’t Touch My Sh*t
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Tosastios Queso and nutela?
You can tell it's healthy because they have to brag it's actual cheese.

No not reeeally!
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Having a child is meant to be a joy and no parent wouldn't love to share a treat with family. Unless you are addicted to food.

For all that can be said for a lot of our parents I'm sure many us remember being a tike and seeing Mom across the table and hand you the last fry, cookie etc. It was on her plate but it meant the world to see that smile it would give you.

I'm glad to see, threats to murder children are no big deal because it's a 3 dollar jar of fake cheese, clearly more important than your own flesh and blood.
 
I propose a new category of cow, blobcows or mothercows.
 
This woman will give her kids issues around food and eating for life. This idea that a bit of ready-made fatty carby crap you could keep extras around of for a few extra bucks is so precious and worth setting up such a rigid boundary around is basically the stuff talk therapists buy their second homes because of. Five bucks says this household ends up including at least one bulimic who gets into the "forbidden" food, crams it down, and vomits it back up in a guilty post-binge stupor.
 
The hell is up with all of the horrifying parents threads? This is scarier than any horror film hands down
 
You can try to be cute about it, but at the end of the day you're still a greedy pig and a caricature of a fat person.

It's telling that the only foods she puts her landwhale warnings on are pure fat. Fucking cheese food crap and Nutella.

What a disgusting lardass, I'm surprised she doesn't have tubs of lard lying around with warnings on them.
 
I think Kim Kardashian is her god. This is because Kim spends all day on social media and attention-seeking, and is paid so to do. This is Liz Henry's ideal way of life.

Fame (or e-fame, as the case may be) is the new drug of choice. Xanax and Ambien are so last year.

But yeah, there's a special circle of hell for parents who use their kids as extensions of themselves to get more internet points.
 
I feel sorry for the dumb idiot who slept with her.

If I were him, I'd rip my dick off for even dipping into that particular puddle of lardass crazy. Much less procreate with it.
 
This woman will give her kids issues around food and eating for life. This idea that a bit of ready-made fatty carby crap you could keep extras around of for a few extra bucks is so precious and worth setting up such a rigid boundary around is basically the stuff talk therapists buy their second homes because of. Five bucks says this household ends up including at least one bulimic who gets into the "forbidden" food, crams it down, and vomits it back up in a guilty post-binge stupor.
I think the worse damage is going to be from her constant posturing for the benefit of strangers. Kids are pretty observant, especially when a behavior is ongoing. Posting pics of the passive aggressive notes you wrote to your family is probably pretty embarrassing for them. It won't take them long to clue in to the fact that mommy is basically using you as a prop for attention.
 
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