My city is apparently full of rapists who are only interested in lumpy fatties. What is it with some fatties constantly “experiencing” sexual harassment and “fetishising”? And the “experiences” are always either super dumb or subjective (“he almost raped me with his eyes”) or happened somewhere they were alone. I have, hilariously, been accused of a lack of sympathy for this “problem” but it’s actually not that I’m not sympathetic to harassment—it can be scary, I just don’t BELIEVE these ridiculous stories of some glob “practically getting raped” while walking in broad daylight down streets I know women almost NEVER get bothered on.  Or what is the chance these busy city streets are just filled with aspiring rapists that are 100% totally obsessed with lumpy carbospheres and usually don’t do anything except when nobody else can hear/see? The typical situation: a group of fitties and fatties come back from lunch and practically all the odorous farties (typo, but it stays) were harassed or hit on and none of the human shaped ladies have any complaints. Not even one. Seriously? I don’t get how anyone is buying these greasy tales, or the point of making them. Well, I guess to try to pretend to be desirable. Nobody is buying that for a second, but you expect us to be all “oh you poor thing—it must be so difficult being so desired by all these men that you can barely walk through town to buy your family-sized meal and gallon of liquid syrup at McDicks”.   Not. Going. To. Happen.