Mooing at fatasses For some reason this story popped into my head.  I was in my early twenties and out with some girl friends.  It was really hot so I had a tiny dress but I was covered decently.  When I would move the straps of the dress would fall down and I would put them back in place and not think about it.  I wasn't flashing anyone and I didn't think it was a big deal.  Two drinks later I hear these two fat bitches making fun of me and calling me a slut because the straps had fallen again.   I'm not good at guessing weights but they were huge. I told them to mind their own business and get back to the farm before they missed their curfew.  Then in case they missed the point I started mooing at them.  One looked visibly upset and left the bar in tears.  The other glared at me.  As they were leaving I yelled "What's it like to be Faaaaaaat and Ugly?"  I hate fatties. They should have left me alone and kept their rude remarks to themselves. I think that's the only time I made a fatty cry.