but, you're a vegetarian?!
what is wrong with people? I am so sick and tired of dealing with unsolicited advice vomiting out of people's mouths and into my lap. I may be a fat, restless, prickly mess at the minute swimming in my own private idaho. but, here's a thought, that doesn't give YOU carte blanche to rip me a new, none of your fucking business, asshole.whatever happened to minding your own pot? you have your cauldron of issues and I have mine. if you need more, visit your local homeless shelter. I promise you'll find gallons of crisis and agida begging for a few extra stirrers.
yesterday someone asked, why are you fat? you're a vegetarian. it's not the first time a presumptuous cow has asked me such a dumb ass question. I just answered with belligerent honesty this time.
well, you cunt sucking whore, I'm not sure, but it just might have something to do with the pre-menstrual whiz shots sans crackers I voraciously inhale. or perhaps it's the fine cheese cutlets eaten like steak with a side of mashed potatoes and salad. then again weekly fifths of sour cream masked as "dip" for chips isn't much of a help either. although, it's possible my appetizer parties for one might be the true culprit and reason for my sphere-ish figurine. in any case, it's none of your fucking business, now is it?!
it's an angry day.
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As for the Vegetarian jibe, next time, ask the silly cunts if they have ever seen an elephant sittling down to a serve of ribs and a medium are t-bone? Those jumbos must get one bastard of a grill-up going back in the elephant house after dark while we humans are all asleep. I mean a couple of lousy peanuts aint gonna blimp you up now, right?