Anyway. flexes fingers Yep, this be a topic near and dear to my heart. You see, webmastr, I’m fat. I am 5’7" and 285 pounds. At my heaviest, I weighed over 300. Does it bother me? Hell yes. But you don’t see that. YOU see me and think “Oh god, what a cow.”
If you can’t realize that a person is more than what they weigh or how they look, then I pity you. I am overweight. But yes, I look professional at work. So does every other woman or man in this office who are overweight, and we have quite a few. I’m smart, I’m nice, I’m kind, and I’m probably one HELL of a lot more fun to be around than you. Oh, and if you don’t like fat women? Great. Then that leaves me for all the wonderful guys out there who look at a woman’s personality rather than her weight.
So, in conclusion? Fuck off, bastard. Thanks ever.
(Oh, and kellibelli? Good call…I was thinking that myself.)
I figured this out a long time ago: If someone wants to talk shit, you have to consider the source. If this was my girlfriend, or my parents, or any of my friends, or someone on the SD that I respected, I might actually be somewhat offended. I might take the time to type up a real response and address his points. .
As it stands, “webmastr” is some anonymous shithead who has blessed our board with a thread about guys cumming on women’s faces in IMHO, and now this gem. Maybe he’s cured cancer in a post I missed, but I doubt it.
So, considering the source-- Pfft, Who gives a fuck? Some putz who hasn’t contributed very much around here doesn’t like fat people. I’m sure he’s not the only one on earth. Hell, let him start a fucking club, let them march. Me, I’d come march with him, but I have a few problems. That would take away from my precious ice cream eating time, and plus I seem to be stuck in this movie theatre seat (Good thing I have this wireless modem )
I’m quite sure that won’t lose a lick of sleep over it. Now, does anyone know of a pizza joint that will deliver to this movie theatre?
Hey! In an effort to take the OP even more personally than I do already, I made a new conclusion!
Americans, as a group, weigh more than the insurance companies would prefer. Therefore, by his lights, Americans are, as a group, fat.
Fat people nauseate him.
Therefore, Americans, as a group, nauseate him. He’s insulting ALL of us!
I call on all patriotic Americans, fat or thin, to stomp his skinny butt until he’s but a moist, but not particularly greasy, spot on the pavement! And a special call to those in the food industry–he’s trying to put you out of your job!
Hey, webbie! If I give you a cattle prod, will you shove it up your ass and turn it on full? Better yet, can I do it? You make me sick. I am not a fat person. I’m 6’0, 200 lbs on the nose. That in no way changes the bile that rises in my stomach at reading the bilge you have posted here. Have you ever heard of judging people by WHO they are, rather than how they look? I have a very close friend who is heavy. She would probably tell you she is fat, although I can’t see it all all. She is also the nicest, kindest most wonderful person I have ever met. I weep because of the baggage she has from dealing with hemoroids like you all her life. As far as atractiveness goes, well with her it’s not an issue cuz we’re far too good as friends, but I’d chose to heve sex with her before almost any thin person you could name. In a heartbeat. Why? because she’s a wonderful person, and that is far more atractive than any physical characteristic. Others have chimed in here as well. Falcon I’ve met, and Kelli and I have chatted. Guess what? I’d chose them as well. I have one source of comfort here. I hope you get married to a Barbie doll wife, and spend your shallow, meaningless life wondering why you are not happy, while she fucks any good looking stud that wanders by. I am not usually a proponent of suicide unless a terminal illness is involved, but in your case I’ll make an exception. Why don’t you eat a gun, you worthless fuck? Better yet, c’mon over and I’ll feed it to you.
I am a heavy woman. Being only 5’ tall makes any weight make me seem even heavier than I really am. But I am more than just my weight, I am a mother and a wife. I chase kids around all day, I take walks with my husband and we work out together every night. I am a very healthy fat woman, I might walk slower than most people but it’s because my legs are VERY short and it takes me twice as many steps as most to get places. And even more than all of the above, I am a fucking bitch and if your pussy ass ever came up to me spewing that fat crap I would bitch slap you with my tits then sit on your ass til you were buried and never heard from again.
People like you disgust me, you feel safe sitting behind your computer insulting people who you know nothing about. Do you know that when I was 6 a "family friend" tried to shove his dick in my mouth? Did you know that my first husband liked to slam my head into a glass wall whenever his football team lost? Did you know that a "friend" raped me and beat me so bad I couldn't open my eyes for a week? Did you know I still have scars on my nipples from where he tried to bite them off? No, you don't know any of those things because your too busy judging people by what you see.
My husband is 5'11" and 140 lbs. Does he get disgusted because I haven't lost the 25 lbs I gained when we had our daughter? No, the little stick grabs me every time I walk by and tries to get me to sit on his lap. He feels me up all the time. You want to know what he bitches about? The fact that he can't get enough of me.
The biggest point here is FUCK YOU. I'm fat and I am damn proud of my body. I know my worth and your not worthy of me! Now why don't you go fist fuck your ass and think of your Momma.
Hey guys, have you totally demolished wipemastr yet, or can I still get in on the fun?
Fat people…ah, yes. You don’t like 'em, so there shouldn’t be any of 'em.
Why? Who made you the center of the universe?
As you’ve probably noticed, people in this thread, on the whole, wish the judgmental asswipes of the world would do us all a favor and vamoose. Or at least learn to keep their he-goat-sucking mouths shut.
I like it when you say stuff like:
Maybe they just prioritized things a bit differently than you did. Most of us, at any given time in our lives, have a bunch of goals, and weight loss isn’t always #1, or even #2 or #3, on that list. (And if it’s lower than that, it might as well not be there.) Maybe they have plenty of willpower, for the things they decided were important to them, and losing weight wasn’t as important to them as it is to you. Why should they have your set of priorities?
Another goody is:
Still beats being a condescending, judgmental asshole.
If you’re the same IRL as here, I doubt you have to worry about people wanting to be on your team.
…sigh… I’m gonna get flamed for this buy here goes:
At my heaviest I was a size 16. I won’t go into weight because I used to run track and I’m muscular (you know, the whole muscle weighs more than fat factoid). I went from a size 8/10 to a size 16 after I had my first son. I was disgusted with myself! I hated every moment of everyday because I was fat. I didn’t understand that I couldn’t eat the way I used to because I was on a little gem of a drug called Depro-Provera (quarterly birth control-shot).
I went off the drug but it takes quite a while to get it out of your system. I stopped eating all red meat in an effort to eat healthier. What helped me lose the weight was a bout of depression, actually (I moved away from my family for 6 months to, of all places, Rochester, MN!). I went down to a size 10 in no time! I was thrilled. After 3 years or so of being, what I considered, fat I was sexy again!
Fast forward to now. I’m a size 10 - 12. Curvy and sexy! Would I like to be a size 8? Sure. Am I going to do anything to get there? Hell no! But here’s the kicker: I don’t complain about my size. I eat whatever I want now but in moderation. Yes, portion control is necessary. Since I’m allergic to physical labor, I don’t exercise one bit (well, we have an 8 month old so actually I’ve got my hands full).
Now, onto my point. I, too, hate when anyone who deems themselves to be fat complains about their size while woofing down a 5 piece fried chicken meal from Popeye’s. My husband’s mother is fat. And I mean FAT. She is constantly trying diet pills and what not while eating the most fattening foods imaginable. She blames everything and everyone for her situation but herself. She doesn’t work so has all the free time in the world to exercise. She wants to take aerobic classes, but never takes the time to sign up for any. I’m tired of hearing her say ‘Oh I wish I could have your figure, Juanita’. All she does is sit on the couch all day watching TV with her mother :rolleyes:
If you’re fat and proud of it, more power to you. I respect and in a way envy that. It’s admirable to be proud of a size that almost every fashion mag tells you is ugly and unattractive.
That about sums it up for me. I also hate it when people complain about having too much to do but spend their time goofing off, say they should start exercising but find reasons not to do it, say they drink too much and then have another beer… you get the idea. In a nutshell, I don’t like it when people say they’d like to change their behavior and do not do so. If you don’t want to change your behavior–if what you’re doing makes you happy–then so long as it does not impact me I don’t care. (That discrepancies between what people say they want to do and what they do bugs me may be a problem, but we all have our tics.)
I am not fat (tall and muscular, but not fat–if anyone implies that I am built like a 12yo boy then I will laugh), but I have been. I will be again if I don’t watch what I eat and/or get enough exercise. When I have the choice between two conflicting choices, then I figure out the one that will make me happiest at the time and long term. Sometimes, having another beer and some more french fries will make me happier. Sometimes, I figure that being able to wear the tight jeans I prefer will make me happier. It all balances out to keep me at about a size 10. (I’m aware that there are physical reasons why it’s very hard for some people to lose weight. My mom’s one of them. Between physical health problems and some childhood trauma that makes her view food as a source of comfort, she isn’t likely to see a size ten again. She also doesn’t stuff while complaining that she’s fat.)
Finally, a bit of a hijack: WRT fashion magazines and popular ideas about what’s beautiful, I have a very simple suggestion: stop reading the damn magazines. They’re generally badly written and serve no purpose beyond selling you products. Go read something fun to feed your mind and it’s amazing how much easier it will be to blow off suggestions that you’re too fat and therefore ugly. The comments will still sting, but if your inner voice isn’t agreeing so loudly, they’ll sting less. (If you’re female and/or into “beauty products” you’ll probably also save yourself a ton of money if you’re not barraged with makeup and hair goo ads.)
Although I can’t claim extensive knowledge of the culinary traditions of the rest of the world, it comes to mind that the popularity of pre-packaged, fast, and ready made foods in American culture might have something to do with it.
I would think that fast food, Hamburger Helper, and TV dinners have been (and I know this is changing with the sprawl of American culture) more or less a thing of the US.
I think that might help explain general obesity a bit.
Sure! Thanks! ::Passes bag of popcorn and accepts a slice of pizza.::
Thanks for the compliment on my sig. I like to think that it’s what’s between the ears that counts, not what the head’s attached to
I want to add something else. It is truly pathetic that webmastr is so shallow that he chooses to berate a whole class of people over a very superficial thing. It’s even more pathetic that he’s closing himself off from a wonderful group of people solely on the basis of a perceived imperfection. Ya know something, while you’re surrounded by gorgeous women who may be physically perfect, I’ll be laughing my ass off having a good time with people who like me for who I am, not what I am.
Robin
Note to physically perfect, gorgeous women: I’m not implying that you’re not intelligent, just that webmastr doesn’t care about that.
I think I stepped in something on my way in. Is it the OP? Oh, Gawd, he’s still on the bottom of my shoe! Somebody help me scrape him off before I track him into MPSIMS.
I think what Juanita says (and the :shudder: OP) is that they get angry with inappropriate victim mentality. I agree. I don’t think that the OP chose the best example to illustrate this, and the exaggeration of percentages didn’t help. Having been a public school teacher for 7 years, I saw a fair amount of this, for some, it’s an excuse or crutch. For them, it’s somewhat inappropriate. However, there may often be a legitimate reason for the victim mentality, regardless of the true condition.
I submit: the overweight person who complains about their inability to lose weight while downing the 8 piece fried chicken bucket sure seems to have this inappropriate victim mentality, but it may stem from he/she desparately needing attention (for whatever reason) and this always gets him/her noticed. The person is truly a victim of attention defecit (:)) which may have stemmed from neglect or other such horrible circumstances.
Not the best example, I know, but I’m too busy thinking about those honey mustard pretzels.
BTW, Falcon, anyone who invites “straingers” into her home to share in her enjoyment of the day (like a double header football game) and offers such wonderful hospitality is truly a beautiful person. I know you don’t need me telling you that. I’m just sorry I couldn’t attend.
Juanita, I don’t think anyone is going to flame you for what you said. It is actually part of what webmastr said, and I don’t see a problem with that.
However, it seems that our buddy webmastr has a main point from his OP, got roasted, and then folded:
Um, yeah. :rolleyes:
See, I think this would be a much better rant if he had OP’ed that his problem was with people who bitch that they can’t lose weight and that they are being discriminated against, all the while stuffing their faces (valid point, IMO). However, that’s not all he said. He throws in generic insults to ALL fat people, and then takes cheap shots about guns(way to close your OP with a valid point) and the utopia that is Canada while he’s at it.
So, learn how to rant, fuckstick. If you only have beef with the complainers, then don’t make sweeping claims in your OP. If you sincerely meant your OP and are now backing off because you are exposed to be a shallow piece of shit (which I suspect is closer to the truth), then grow a set of balls and say so.
I wonder if you are intelligent enough to realize you’ve now got two holes to shit from, and will put your thumbs where they belong and leave the rest of us alone. Or maybe you’ll request a name change, as others have done after they got their asses handed and re-handed back to them in the pit.
Had your OP been directed similarly to a racial group, or an age group, I would be surprised to see you still able to post. Here’s a hint: don’t post fucked-up shit like that OP. Read the responses you get; they’ll give you an idea of how absolutely ignorant you are and how far you have to go before anyone takes you for more than the piece of shit you are.
My advice to you: recant, apologize, and try to live a less ignorant and hate-filled life.
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