[Storytime, rather long] Fatties on Goa-party or How entitled a fattie can be Hey fph I hope you all had a great weekend and have a great start into the week. now let me tell you the story how I met an really entitled piece of shit fattie..  Introducing the characters: Reddit in Person (RIP) - nuff said , former male around 250lbs and 6ft and an entitled, crazy(?) piece of shit Candy Flip girl (CFG) -went with RIP to the goa and basicly a 9/10 me Gaussian - Slim mid twenty guy.  "chapter 1" Introduction and meeting CFG been on a Goa (psychodelic trance party) this weekend wt my friends. My mood wasn't the best to begin with since I wasn't able to dance(I hurt my knee during jogging and was told to rest it) so I decided to drop a bit mor than a microdosis of acid.( a small dose like this will make you Tux-like. You are happy because everything feels good, but without the extrem euphoricial rush like Ecstasy. And there is only a subtle morphing of your surroundings.) So I was having a blast in the chillout area sitting around, talking and laughing, while my friends were dancing the most time.   Suddenly I noticed CFL dancing. I was mesmerized by her movement. Our eyes met each other and she went over to me and sat next to me. And shortly afterwards we were making out. During some joint induced breaks we talk a bit and she told me she was on a candy flip( For those unaware it's mixing LSD with Ecstasy when the acid is "peaking".  everything around you will be  Candy wonderland. Your saturation lever is put on max and you are the most euphoric person in the world). "Chapter 2" The appearance of RIP While making out I felt like something is constantly watching me. It just shrugged it off and enjoyed the moment. After her peak was done she went on dancing I went to the toilet. After leaving the toilet I was ambushed by RIP angrily asking me:"What's wrong with you" I was baffled and looked at me from top to bottom if I accidently peed on my pants or if I was bleeding and didn't notice it (My brain was still somewhere else) My reply was: "ehm nothing, I got all my arms, legs. I don't bleed or peed on my pants. everything's gucci. thanks for asking" "CFG is my girl." "Really, she didn't mention a boyfriend or being in a relationship" "I paid for her drugs and making sure she isn't doing anything stupid with someone else" "Thanks that's sweet. And no problem, we just made out, stuff like that happens on a flip, there's nothing stupid about that"  "of course it is, she made out with a stupid gym douchebag" (I'm not stupid :( ) "Damn son,you really think I spent most of my life in a gym. then you are wrong. I got more hobbies than sports."  "proove me" "Nahh I don't need to elaborate myself in front of you. Gotta head back now. Have a great party. And btw nice Fermat's spiral (Vogel's Model) print you got" And so I left him and went on with the party. "chapter3" The realization party was great afterwards haven't encountered RIP anymore. Been talking and chilling all night. CFG switched between dancing and making out/talking with me. No mention of RIP. So I didn't care. Suddenly a friend of mine was panicly looking for me and told me that a friend hurt himself and that we need to take him to the E.R. Said goodbye to CFG and asked her if she is alright. She mentioned she's here with a friend who is hard to miss (euphemism as fuck) and I don't have to worry and that I should go with my friend. So I went with my friends to the E.R. While I waited for my friend's diagnose (his achilles tendon ripped :( ) and with the acid almost gone I could freely think about that awesome evening. And then it hit me like a wrecking ball. RIP basicly tried to abuse her decision. He made her wish for a candy flip come true and wanted her to see him as shiny knight. But since she didn't fell for the nice guy I must be a gym douchebag. Suddenly it made sense why he "insulted" me that way.   this fueled my Anger against fat people. RIP's entitlement really pisses me off. he is the nice guy, only he deserves her. And she can only be happy with him... And if she doesn't realize it he has to make her realize it. He took the "make her drunk"-meme to the next lvl. And honestly it feels a bit rapey. It feels like he read on reddit what a candy flip is doing and tried to use it to his advantage.  So if you are a nice guy there is nothing wrong with implementing Drugs in your pick-up strategy, since you are the nice guy, you posses the moral highground. I fucking hate it. Instead of taking responsibility for yourself you have to "drug" people to "impress" them. Instead of improving yourself you alter the perception of someone else just so you don't have to change. What the FUCK IS WRONG!  tl,dr: prototypical "Nice Guy" Fattie used LSD and ecstasy in his pick-up strategy, and I destroyed his strategy. P.S. I gonna meet CFG soon. Not gonna mention him or my hypothesis right away. first I need to know how close they are, or if he tried his method earlier. He is not guilty until prooven guilty but I gonna be suspicious as fuck. and if he indeed is guilty i gladly gonna destroy him. I hate that guy.... Noone needs a friend like RIP...