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Fat People are Sub-Human Filth

16 August 2012 94 comments

Hey all, Fat Slayer, Aristodemus, and I decided to return.  It’s apparent that our efforts last time around did not achieve any success, you lardos didn’t seem to get the point.  America is still getting fatter by the day.  It’s disgusting to think how, just in the last year, how many more people here became fat.  It’s fucking revolting, so I’m going to remind you what the central message of this blog is all about because you fucking idiots can’t seem to figure it out.

Fact of the matter is that fat people is a bit of a misnomer.  They’re not really people at all, as Aristodemus brilliantly pointed out.  They are sub-human filthy pieces of shit.  They are fucking pathetic, monsters in human disguise.  They are disgusting and vomit inducing in every way imaginable.  There is nothing redeeming or noble in the life of a fat sub-human filth.  They live a life of decadence, a life devoted to their passions of stuffing their ugly and disgusting faces with the most unhealthy and awful foods possible.  They are addicts to their demise.  This sub-human filth deserves no respect, no sympathy.  Even derision and shaming is more than they deserve.  We should be eradicating sub-human filth from our society at every turn.

These fat pieces of shit piss me off so hard.  They cause world hunger with their gluttony and overwhelm our medical system with their obesity.  They create engineering obstacles given their need for wide spaces, bigger gas guzzling cars, wide seats, wide pathways to walk.  They inconvenience us, the healthy, for being healthy.  We are expected to subsidize their destructive, disgusting, and pathetic behavior, and to do so happily.  Fuck them.  Those fucking selfish sub-human filth enjoy all the perks of a healthy society at their very beck and call, and they actually think they are entitled to it.

You know what?  If there was a fatty right next to me at this very moment, I’d fucking murder that sub-human filth.  FAT SUB-HUMAN FILTH DO NOT DESERVE TO LIVE.  It is better for us all that they die and their putrid bodies destroyed before they can inconvenience us more with disease.  Oh how I relish a fat disgusting piece of shit screaming, begging for mercy, while I bind them and slowly disembowel them.  I’d fucking cut open their huge stomach and rip out all the fat.  They’ll be screaming in agony, and then I’d have Fat Slayer beating it senseless.  Then I’d fucking make that filth eat its own lard.  Then I’d gouge its eyes out and piss all over it while they die a slow and agonizing death as they cry and beg for forgiveness which they shall never receive.  Sub-human filth can never be forgiven, they are a treachery to our society.

Heed these words well you pieces of shit.  The day will come when we will be free of fat people, and until then, you need to remind yourself to never sympathize or empathize with them.  They do not respect themselves, thus neither should you.  They are worthless, disgusting, and death is more than they deserve.

Categories: Fat People, Idiots

Fat People Smell

Notice the excessive sweat.

They really do.  Everybody knows it.  It’s no secret.  Yet when you try to voice this unspoken understanding, you’ll be pounced on by the fat apologists for being a bigot.  Lol WTF?  Are those idiots trying to tell me that reality is bigoted?

A lot of these same fat apologists who would force their bullshit on you will also try to deny the obvious reality that fat people fucking stink.  This is like trying to claim that 2 + 2 = 5.  The only way you could delude yourself into thinking this is true is by having your head so far up your ass that you close yourself off from the real world and live in a fantasy land inside your own head.  In other words, you are stupid.

But why do fatties stink?  There’s a myriad of reasons.  Let’s assume this hypothetical fatty is uptight about her hygiene, always pampering herself up and making sure she’s 100% clean.  She doesn’t stink more than somebody who weighs 100 pounds less, right?  Wrong.  Fatties sweat more than a person who not fat, which is the result of their excessive insulation from their fat as well as their fat rubbing against each other to create more friction.

Now, you might think that wearing deodorant, various creams, and showering multiple times a day solves that issue, and while it helps, it doesn’t do everything.  Sorry fatties, but you can’t take any shortcuts on this.  Fatties’ excessive sweat washes away deodorant and cream more quickly than a fit person.  Hell, a truly fit person doesn’t even need to wear any deodorant or creams and shower multiple times a day to smell just fine, yet a fatty would have to apply their shit and shower 3+ times a day just to smell passable.  Fucking passable, as in I’m not on the verge of vomiting by being within 10 feet of you.  And even then, you sweat all over your body and fatties are too fat to reach every area of their disgustingly huge bodies to wash and apply cream.

Of course, does a fatty who cares so much about their hygiene really exist?  There’s a reason why this scenario is presented in the hypothetical.  I’m not convinced that such a fatty exists.  You’d think somebody so concerned about their appearance would, well, not be fat!  You’d think somebody who’s so fucking obsessed about their appearance and hygiene would actually do something about their disgusting selves.  The fact that it’s safe to say none exist only underscores my point about fat people stinking even further.  Not only do you have fat people smelling more on their own, but they’re also a lot less inclined to shower regularly or even wear deodorant.  These animals are absolutely shameless.  Fucking sick.

This story below a friend E-mailed to me touches on this.  I gotta warn you though, visualizing it may make you lose your lunch:

My friend has one of the most DISTURBING, DISGUSTING pooping habits ever.

This kid I know weighs 450 pounds and is morbidly obese. I’m surprised he hasn’t died from it yet. He’s only 17. A few of my friends and I went over to his to keep him company since his parents were out of town. He wanted someone to play PS3 with him so we were happy to oblige.

Around 20 minutes into a game of Resistance, the kid goes “i’ll be right back, i gotta take a crap.” and walks off. I noticed he grabbed a large bucket, which I found strange. What happened next disgusted me beyond all reason.

From the bathroom, I heard a large roar, like a beast of some sort. I asked one of my friends who knows the fat kid a lot better than I do what was going on. His response still haunts me to this day:

“He takes a bucket to the bathroom with him because the smell always makes him puke. All the crusty shit and ass sweat caught in the folds of his fat have been decaying for months because he can’t clean himself. As soon as he drops his pants, the shit/sweat stench fills the bathroom and he begins throwing up.”

If this story hasn’t convinced you, nothing will.  All fat people smell like this.  There is no exception.  The world would have a much more pleasant scent without fatties stinking up the air.

How to Rate One’s Appearance

1 August 2011 9 comments

Sorry all, I got a little tied up the other night (quite literally I might add).  I believe Fat Slayer laid out enough details in his last post…

Unfortunately my time is still crunched this week, so all I have for you is a reference poster below and it is very useful indeed.  Ever had a girl ask you to rate her appearance, and after giving her a number, she asks you exactly what that number means?  In the future, just link her to this post.  Simply click the picture to view it in full size.

How You Can Make a Career Out of Being Fat

***Trigger warning for the queasy!  The pictures in this post might make you lose your lunch***

Have you heard about Donna Simpson, a 700 pound (or 600 pound, who’s able to keep track anymore?) beast, aspiring to break the world record by weighing a half a ton, setting up her own website where she collects donations to support herself?  If you didn’t think you could make a career out of stuffing your face shamelessly like the fat ugly beast you are, think again.  It’s been said that she devoured an entire 30,000 calorie Christmas dinner!  Jesus christ.  And to think, this woman has apparently been making $100,000 a year for this!  Only in America, right?

It’s completely disgusting.  If you pay something like $20 a month, you get access for premium membership on her site, whereby you’re able to look at all of her fat and revealing photos of her flab.  It’s fucking sick.  I can’t believe enough people pay to see that shit to allow her a comfortable income.  If you haven’t understood this point in our blog yet already, this should emphasize why we need to open peoples’ eyes to end this kind of thing from being possible.  It’s a travesty.  People like this woman and others similar to her like Jill Filipovic need to be stopped for the sake of us all.

Read the article, some comments on it, and take a look at her website.  She’s also a part of the whole fat acceptance movement rofl.  I find this especially funny because what excuse does she have for being fat?  She can’t pull the “it’s my genes!” card like all the fatties do because she’s actively trying to stuff her face every day to become 1000 pounds.  Fuck you, Donna Simpson.  You are sick and disgusting and will never be accepted.  Your fat is an abomination to all of mankind; you represent the very worst of our species.  You are selfish by carelessly committing genocide against an entire continent to support your idiotic goal.  Maybe your goal should be to attain a BMI of 20, down from your current triple digit BMI.  You’d probably hit the Guinness Book of World Records for losing the most weight.  But oh wait, that’s too hard, wahhhh.   The world would be better off if you were dead, you fat disgusting piece of shit.

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If You Are Fat, You Should Be Ashamed

I know this message is something we repeat over and over in this blog, but it’s such a critical one that lays at the crux of this blog’s existence that it is still worth a whole post emphasizing this point.  Simply put, if you are fat, you are worse than worthless; you are a fucking parasite.

If you are fat, you leech on the world and its people.  Because you consume such a disproportionate amount of food like the glutton you are, you drive up the costs of food for everybody.  There is a reason why gluttony is considered immoral cross-culturally: There are starving people and children all over the world, yet here you are stuffing your fat disgusting face.  Thanks to our globalized markets, the disgustingly massive amount of food you consume here in America hurts starving children in Africa by raising the cost of food there.  Your over consumption of food here is the direct cause of deaths by hunger in Africa.  I hope that milkshake was worth a human life fatty, because that’s what resulted from your consuming it.

You are causing the genocide of an entire continent, fat ass.  This is far worse than even the fucking holocaust; this is the malnutrition and suffering of a billion impoverished people over their entire short and miserable existences.  If you and all other fatties didn’t exist, this number would be considerably reduced, if not outright eliminated.  Simply put, you would be doing more for the world after being shot and buried in the ground than you do now.  Your death would mean a few people in the world will not live such miserable lives.

This is why being fat is immoral.  How can you say you care about humanity when you kill thousands of children each day?  You’re a fucking hypocrite if you’re fat and think you’re moral.  Just like how I would treat a serial killing rapist with derision, you better be damn sure I’d treat an obese piece of shit like yourself killing thousands of children each day with the utter most contempt, as everybody should.  And this doesn’t even bring into account the increased medical costs from your poor health, which hurt the poor in America.  Millions of people here can’t find affordable health insurance because of you and your disgusting overeating destroying your health and having to get everybody else to foot the bill through insurance.  Seriously, if you’re fat, how on earth could you feel good about yourself knowing this?  How can you look at yourself in the mirror and say “I’m a beneficial member of this world”?  You’d have to be declared mentally insane or retarded to think that.

See that? These children would be healthy and happy if it weren't for you.

Of course, fatties don’t care.  You don’t care about yourself, hence why you’re so fat, so why should anybody care about you?  This especially pisses me off; fatties don’t have any self-worth, yet they expect everybody else to treat them with respect.  WTF is this?  I should treat your disgusting self with respect when you do not respect yourself?  Sorry dumbass, but you cannot have your cake and eat it too; although I know you fat disgusting pieces of shit like to pretend you can.  This alone is reason enough to hate fatties, but take into account everything I’ve said above and you can see why Fat Slayer and I declare fatties as the scourge of the world.

Go look at yourself in the mirror.  Step on a scale and measure your height so you can calculate your BMI.  Ask yourself “would the person I love be proud to be in public with me?”  You’re going to get a resounding no.  If anything, they’ll be embarrassed of being seen with you and dread having to show you to their friends and family, because they know they’ll laugh not just at you, but also your loved one and their judgment.  You should be ashamed of yourself, especially if you try denying it.  Go fuck off; the world is a far better place without you and there is no doubting that.

This is What Fatties Have Reduced American Cinema To

Hollywood these days is a shadow of its former self.  No longer can we go to a cinema and expect to enjoy a quality film such as Singin’ in the Rain, North by Northwest, or The Searchers.  Clearly, American film has degraded and just about everything that comes out of Hollywood Is complete garbage.  What happened?  Did the directors just run out of ideas?  Nope, that’s not it.  The fatties got to the movie industry.

I was rudely reminded of such last night.  I was out on a date with a girl I wanted to fuck.  I didn’t want to see a movie because I figured it was probably going to be shit like all these modern films are, but she really wanted to see one complete with the begging, pleading, and whining like a two year old, so being the gentleman that I am, I took her to the movie theater.  Since I didn’t give a shit, I let her choose the movie.  She chose Zookeeper, which just opened last night.  Big fucking mistake.  Men, take note of my experience here; never let the female you go out with decide what you two do or what movie you to see if you go to one.  Be in control.  I got lazy and apathetic, and thus I paid the price.

When she chose, I didn’t notice that it was the new Kevin James movie.  I watched his previous movie Paul Blart: Mall Cop that my friend pirated (no way we’d give money to such a disgusting film).  God what a stupid film that was.  I couldn’t watch it for longer than 15 minutes, it’s about some fatty who can’t make it as a regular cop because he can’t pass the fitness test, so he becomes a mall cop.  This Zookeeper movie was more or less the same.  Kevin James plays his usual fat and disgusting self and then he finds this attractive girl, so in order to win her over he tries to get a better job because his fat loser ass doesn’t make shit working at the zoo.  But the animals at the zoo don’t want that (they probably want to eat him for all that lard in his body and the ease of taking him down, I know I would if I were a lion), so they convince him to stay and try to help the fatty be “smooth” to win her over with his newly found style.  Yeah, at that point, some 15 to 20 minutes into the movie I got up and left.  I was disgusted.  I told the girl I was with I’m going to the bathroom and just ditched her there.  Fuck her.  A girl who wants to see a movie like that isn’t worthy of getting fucked by me.

I didn’t even need to watch the rest of the movie to know everything about it.  It’s the same shit.  Fart jokes, fatty glorification, and all that, complete with the fat ass miraculously getting the hot girl to fall in love with him.  Aww… isn’t that cute? *gag*

LMAO yeah right fatties, this will NEVER happen in real life, no hot girl wants flab on her man.

In all seriousness, it’s disgusting.  Fart jokes and fatty glorification is what Hollywood has become reduced to.  Most Americans these days, particularly the movie-going ones, are fat, so the movie industry has seen fit to pander to this demographic.  They fulfill their fantasies time and again in the most cliché format, with the fat guy overcoming his repulsiveness and somehow winning the hot girl he lusts over.  Of course, Hollywood doesn’t show their sexual encounter, where they’d have to face the grim reality of her learning that the fatty can’t keep it up for longer than 5 minutes without getting a heart attack.  But hey, that wouldn’t fit in with Hollywood’s fatty glorification message.  Hollywood these days is promoting fatties and fat tolerance.  It’s sick.  Go watch Ricky Gervais in The Invention of Lying, Jonah Hill in Superbad, or Zach Galifianakis in any movie, or their predecessors Chris Farley or John Candy in any of their movies (thank god those two are both dead from their obesity).  It’s all about fatty glorification and pandering to fatties.  It makes me want to vomit.

This is what American cinema has been reduced to.  If you want to see good looking people you can look up to in your films, you need to go back 40+ years ago to find those movies.  This is just yet another example of how fatties hurt us all.  Those fat pieces of shit have destroyed a respectable fine art and I hope they burn in hell for it.

Having Sex is a Measure of How Fit You Are

Hercules: The Epitome of Manliness

People often ask me “BitterHappiness, who is it that you admire most?”  Before, I would have probably just said myself, because honestly other than Fat Slayer and a select few others, everybody else sucks in some manner.  But after Aristodemus taught me about Greek mythology, I now have a new answer: Hercules.  He is my fucking god, and I don’t mean that Disney shit.

I’m referring to one of the stories of Hercules where he impregnated 16 women in one night.  A single night.  All hot women with good upbringing of course, the only kind of woman worthy of the presence of Hercules.  And not only that, but every woman the stud banged had multiple orgasms.  I’d like to see (or rather, hear, as seeing would be a nauseating sight) some fat fuck try to just have sex with two girls in a single night, let alone 16 and being able to give them multiple orgasms.  Most fatties I’ve seen would cum prematurely because they lack self-control and are rightfully sex-deprived, not to mention lack the endurance to keep it up for longer than two minutes.  Fucking pathetic.

Hercules was obviously fit.  Just look at that picture on the top right.  He was fucking ripped.  Look at the abs of Hercules, a majestic 6-pac that would make women orgasm on sight.  Hercules is the epitome of fitness and manly strength, something every man in the world should strive to emulate.

Fatties are the antithesis of Hercules.  They lack his stamina, they lack his self-confidence, they lack his sexual experience,  they lack his sexy and strong body, and worst of all they lack any ambition to improve themselves and become more like Hercules.  It’s pathetic and decadent.  What would a fatty do during sex with a woman?  Because of their inexperience and self-confidence, they’d ask her how she wants it.  Because of their lack of stamina and strength, they’d tire quickly and require her to take control.  WTF is this shit?  Nothing Hercules would do.  Think about it.  Did Hercules ask the women he fucked if she’d like it in a certain way?  No.  Hercules just fucked her in his usual style because he knew what he was doing.  Did Hercules even ask these women if they wanted to be fucked?  No, he didn’t need to because Hercules knew that it was a privilege to be fucked by him.   Hercules took control, he was the man, and there is no question about it.  Hercules dominated sex each time because he knew that every woman he fucked would be too worn out from all the orgasms he’d be giving her to be able to do much else.

If you do not strive to be like Hercules, you will become decadent and fat.  If you let a woman take control during sex, you are a fatty because how on earth could you have real sex, the kind Hercules gives, if she isn’t being too worn out from all the orgasms you’re giving her?  How are you utilizing your strength if you sit on your ass like a fatty and have her do all the work?

This is why sex is a measure of strength and fitness, and why Hercules is the epitome of what all men should strive to be.  How well you perform and how much you get is all an indicator of how fit, and thus how sexy and pleasing to women, you are.  You should always ask what would Hercules do.  If you masturbate more often than you have sex, you are fat and pathetic.  Seriously, did Hercules masturbate?  No, he always had a woman on her knees for him and would probably laugh at how pathetic the idea is.  If you aren’t having sex at least three, preferably four or more, times a week, you are fat and pathetic.  If you don’t take control during sex and if you ever ask the woman you are having sex with what she wants or how she wants it, you are fat and pathetic.  Unfortunately because we have so many fatties in society, we have so many women who are not pleased and are sex-starved, hence their lowering their expectations and requirements to have sex and this leads to the proliferation of various sexually transmitted diseases like AIDS.  This is great for people like Fat Slayer and I, who are able to get clean and beautiful women in bed with us by the snap of our fingers like The Fonz, but is a sad indicator of the decadence of society and yet another illustration of how fatties hurt us all.

This is a Man Who Is Inspired to Have a Body Like Hercules'