- Joined
- Apr 2, 2016
These are all sort of cute dresses. I mean, I have to wonder how many fat women want to walk around with food, even fruit, designs on their clothes, but say you're a young fat with a proportionate build and a limited budget, you could do worse than wait for these items to go on clearance. The quality is Target-tier, and none of it is great, but a size 18 girl with clean hair and clean skin could look pretty in some of these. Which makes seeing them mangled in AL's filthy paws all the sadder because these will not be dresses if crammed onto Amber's unfortunate frame. They will be used as shirts, paired with filthy leggings with holes in them, atop one of those fucking disgraced bras, next to never-healing scabs, covered in dandruff. Perfectly good low-price clothes used to adorn a greasy, stupid monster.
It's just obscene at this point. All that food, all that material, all that waste.
Okay, so imagine you are 600 pounds. A cat has jumped onto the arm of the couch or dining room table to see you. You scoop the cat up and cradle it like a baby, or sort of hold it the way one would hold a toddler, with it facing you, head near your shoulder. You pet the cat but after a while it begins to squirm to let you know it wants to be put down.
But you weigh 600 pounds. You cannot bend at the waist to set the cat on the floor. You've waddled a few steps away from the table or couch and cannot quickly return the beast to its original spot so you can set it down gently. The cat becomes more frantic and you don't want to just let it drop because that might injure the cat but the cat also has its claws in your clothes and dropping it will snag your few remaining tarps. By now the cat is struggling. You may be trying to unhook its claws from your shirt when the cat finally has enough and uses its back legs to either spring upright from the baby-cradle position, flailing and scratching across the top of where a bicep would be on one arm and its bottom claws taking a chunk out of the bottom, tricep side of the other arm. If the cat is in an upright position, it will either begin to kick with its back legs and end up sort of falling downward if you let go, or will scrabble up, scale your shoulder and use its back claws to propel itself away from you. I'm surprised she doesn't have cat scratches all down her neck and the backs of her shoulders. She very likely doesn't hold them that much and I also think many of the scratches are from that desperate little dog, who also likely shoulder crawls and runs down her back to get away from her.
appart from the fact that she is wearing the same bra for the past 4 years.... totally disgusting...
