Fat cunt denied my wife a scooter. Mrs. Cthulhu injured her knee yesterday, and she needs crutches at the moment just to keep the pressure off of it. She's never used them before, so all of this is really awkward for her. She wanted to accompany me into the supermarket to do some light shopping, and you guessed it. Not one scooter. Ten steps for me, and several awkward lunges for her into the store, and we see a female obeast not less than 350 pounds on a scooter. For her sake I composed myself and just kept moving, but I wanted to assault that gluttonous sack of shit so badly for making my injured shitlady's life even one inch more difficult than it had to be. Fuck every last goddamned fat. No motherfucking mercy. GOD FUCKING DAMMIT, I HATE FATS