A rant about fat mothers and their tee-heeing Alright.  So as some of you know, I'm in my shitteens. Pretty much all of my friends' mothers are fats of varying degrees. There's one particularly repulsive one with a huge wart on her forehead, but that's a story for another time. ANYWAYS  These barges are always talking about healthy food and hOw UnHeaLtHy tHinGs ArE. Ma'am, with all due respect, you are resembling Jabba the Hut's larger cousin. We all know you aren't eAtInG hEaLThY. There's something especially irritating yet laughable about watching them unload their non-GMO organic free trade snacks for their kids, when we all know that their house is full of beetus. Of course, what would fats be without their tee-heeing? I remember one of the especially pathetic ones talking about trying to restrain herself in the candy isle, and that she can't buy family bags of chips without eating them all, then proceeding to do that nervous tee-hee fats do. It's not "tee-hee," Missus, it's "I have no restraint and gorge myself on junk, thus meaning I will never get to see my grandchildren."  I believe it was this same fat who mentioned when milk was put in her coffee that she's never tried it with milk before, only heavy cream, and that she originally started drinking it with WHIPPED CREAM because she didn't like in any other way. It makes me sad because I know a lot of those little kids are going to grow up into hambeasts just like their moms. And, I'm stuck facing the fact that a lot of my friends are going to transform into barges over the next few years. Some have already begun the transformation, either physically or mentally. I'm going to try to get some of them to work out with me and shitlord them a little before it's too late, but my hopes aren't high. I cannot WAIT to get out of this artificially imposed social structure my family put me into, and find some people I can let loose around. Right now my entire life is basically playing this character of a 'loves everybody doesn't judge by appearance' 16 year old. I'm just lucky I'm a decent enough actress, so I don't get crap from my family. Until then, I will stick with my subtle shitlording. Sorry for ranting. It's late in the evening, I'm exhausted, and tired with fats. (Also I swear that when I have kids, I will raise them to KNOW that fat is disgusting. )