kinda new here. been lurkign for a few days and have some stories to share with you shitlords I found this placebecause sometimes FPH gets mentioned on reddit. Guess I missed those glorious days. I'd also like to apologize in advance for my bad English. Several years ago, the first time I went to this local metal festival. Sitting with my friends in the grass. Suddenly this huge ass landwhale sits itself down in front of us. It was wearing a too small drop top, a mini skirt and no underwear. despite being several meters away in open air, the smell was unbearable.I think this was the moment I started finding fatties disgusting same festival, a while later. yet again sitting down, my feet on my right side. totally unaware of the hambeast approaching. There was plenty of room to walk by on my side. Yet this hamham managed to crush my feet, lose it's balance and land on top of me. My friends still laugh about it to this day about 3not only girls falling for me" I mentioned this one before. I was on vacation in Hamerica. spending a few days in D.C. and then to a manga/anime/videogames/comics/whatnot convention. I was there with a group of Hamerican friends.One day we went to a all you can eat buffet.One of them was a hambeast. I load up my plate with veggies and a slice of chicken. Back at the table I see the hambeast had a plate stacked with meat.   "What about vegetables?" I ask.  She looked at me angry and almost started crying. Later that evening I return to the hotelroom. I find 3 people, among them hambeast, totally wasted. 3 bottles of liquor and puke all over the floor and bed. mind you they weren't even 21 yet. The hambeast asked me to undress her. So I did and put her in the shower. (uuugh, never again) Left a fresh set of clothes on the toilet cover. Hambeast still managed to lock the bathroom door and half an hour later I had to bust it open. She had passed out in the bathtub. Next morning the lucky bastard had forgotten all about it. I'll never forget though. at my previous job. Working in an insitute for youth delinquents. 1 day we have a new client and I take him to the dressing room for his outfit. Then came the part where he had to try out jeans. I gave him the largest size (50) we had in stock. and it wouldn't fit. Soo instead I gave him an extra pair of tracksuit pants. Afterwards I mentioned this to my huffing obeast boss and said we have to buy some largers jeans. Boss got mad because I wasn't following the rules by giving the kid an extra pair of sweatpants. Well fuck you too. A few years ago I tore my meniscus. Between the injury and surgery, a month of rehab and a few months of barely being able to walk around. I gained around 7 kilo. A colleague of mine said I was getting fat. I said "dude, you can't even see your dick anymore when you look down". Once my leg felt better I went swimming for 3 months, doing laps 4 times per week. I even managed to drop under my original weight. My fatass colleague meanwhile is still trying to lose weight, his latest ting is herbalife -_-; Around the same time I was dating this girl. after a few months we went on vacation together. At that time she was pretty much "plus size" and barely could fit in her bikini. First time I undress in front of her, she remarks "Wow, you're slimmer than you appear with a shirt on. I thought that was fat" (no you cunt that's fucking muscle, unlike your flabby arms). my relationship with this stuck-up bitch didn't last that vacation. I still have her on my fb. she's actually quite lean and fit now. Though at one point she started advertising Herbalife. Pretty much told her it's crap and a scam. On neighbours... I my previous appartment, my next door elephant neigbour left a fuckton of trash on his porch behind. At some point there were even rats. Now a few years later i'm in another appartment block. Most of the people who live in the block own their appartment. except for the 1 couple. the one couple that rents are also the only lardasses in the block. Before I bought my appartment they were using the parking spot assigned to it. Once I moved in they it took them 2 weeks before they even bothered moving their car. Where did they move it? in front of their garage opposite of my space. meaning I still couldn't park because I needed that space for manoeuvring. Neither could they park their car in their garage because it was pretty much a pigsty. I once took a peak and there's at least 2-3 bags of used energy drink cans. I also spotted a large stack of canned corn. The stack depletes at 20 cans per week or so. Man I love my doctor-mother. She has always made fresh meals every single day. Soda is prohibited except for special days (birthdays, Christmas, etc...)