Never Have a Fat Friend I'm at a summer program, and while I don't usually interact with fatties, there's one in the group of friends I have had to subscribe to. This girl can be summed up by the title fatbitch. This fattie has the gall to try and direct what the rest of us do, and it's hell. First of all, she smells. No, it's more like she reeks. She proudly proclaims when she hasn't showered "in like a week" and admits "it's pretty bad when you can smell yourself." The stench is terrible, like rotten but pungent onions, especially since its the summer and we're in a hot humid place. But it's not cuz she's disgusting and fat, no, she's just always so depressed and tired that she can't possibly shower. Bullshit. Another thing fatbitch does is eat. Alot, And she never wants to go alone. The rest of my friends are skinny and don't eat much, but fatbitch must eat three times a day and orders a hell of alot of food each time. Hell, the rest of us could be contently filled on her lunches alone. As we have classes together, she walks with us, but god forbid we need to get somewhere fast or have to go up stairs. Whenever we're in a hurry, she whines that her knees will pop out if she overexerts herself and that she must take the elevator for EVERY little set of stairs. She also must have her space, and if any of us bumps into her as she takes up her own zipcode, she pushes us. She shoves. It must make her feel like she's not the huge problem and that we have personal space issues. Fatbitches only talent is whining and ruining other peoples plans, but luckily the programs over and i'll never have to deal with her again.