I can relate to you so much. Nothing makes me more mad than fat fucks complaining about not having enough food, me and my sisters were lucky to have a small bread each every morning, because the baker next door would pity us, we didn't have this food stamp shit that those lardasses love to complain about. The first time we ate a piece of a week old chocolate cake we cried because it was so tasty and we wouldn't go to bed hungry that night; that's how I came to hate land whales, they had too much of what we barely had at all, and they STILL think it's not enough. Oh I'm so mad right now.