When is it appropriate to tell a women she is fat - and at what point does that person throwing that death spear right into her heart decide that it shouldn't hurt her anymore? Never!! That is the answer that all you pea-brained men should figure out - get it?....it never stops hurting. If you want to be a prick and purposely hurt us - just tell us we're fat! It'll work every time!! Do they not understand that a women generally tends to be very hard on herself at the best of times and continually beats herself up inside because of things like wobbly thighs, droopy boobs, swinging arms, rolls of back fat, and the ability to grow whiskers like a cat. Some women ride a roller coaster of hell going from fat to skinny, fat to skinny on a yearly basis. Things are good when skinny arrives cause everything she does protrudes confidence and fun. But when fat arrives its a "run for the hills and bury your head in the sand and hope it goes away" feeling. Its depressing and lonely!
Lets face it, its hard enough to feel sexy when you have to live in track pants. All the beautiful lingerie is now just a figment of your imagination - ain't no way in hell I'm putting that shit on right now - so like everything else including your spirit and your soul, it hangs in your closet and collects dust. So the next time you want me to take off my clothes and get intimate with you, remember one thing - I have never forgot EVERY time you told me I was fat - and just because last night you decided that since it was my birthday to "be nice" and tell me I was "wide" instead of fat - well lets just say you blew out another candle. Happy Birthday to Me!!
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