Guys, the looks that I got at the fair the other day was amazing. I took a break from working at the prison to visist my siblings in another state. So, I'm at the state fair with my brothers and sisters. I'm wearing the "STOP BEING FAT" tank top(someone had to wear it), and my sisters are rockin' low waisted shorts and crop tops, and my brothers are rockin' their muscle tanks.  As soon as we get put of the car, a group of obese black things, smoking cigarettes, started calling out to my sisters and I sayin shit like "YOU AIN'T THAT SEXY, NO MAN WANT THAT SHIT, UH UH, NO SIR." I smacked my sisters ass and the fats replied with "KEEP WALKIN, YOU AIN'T THAT CUTE, SHIT" like all we did was get out of our car and we triggered the shit out of these beetus buckets. It was amazing. I had many many moon "moms" look at me (us) and laugh. Many fat people quickly look away. Many other fit people high five us! I had one fat drunk fair attendant stop me and try to talk about my tank. "You have never been fat, you don't know how it feels to try to lose weight and never do it!" It ree'd.  I definitely have. No excuses. I was 200 lbs at 5'3" and I told him "You can, if you stop feeding your fucking face!" Fortunately the Ham found that hilarious and walked away.  Guys, it's amazing. Wear your FPH merch proudly. Show off your abs, flat stomachs, strong arms and rock those booty shorts. We fuckin earned it. It gives us entertainment and it may even trigger them to not eat so damn much. (I know we don't wanna help them, but it's my EMT nature to wish for people as young at 15 not to have HTN and diabetes) Edit: sorry for being such a shitty story teller. Everyone at the fair is drunk, and none of these stories happened one after another. We were there all day and night. The high fives were from people who liked my tank. I tried to write out everything while at the airport. My bad.