Im proud of my mom So, she broke her leg a few weeks ago, and it’s hard for her to use crutches long distances, such as in a store.  We get to the store, and there are no electric carts. We live in a fatter area of the US, so we knew right away why there weren’t any left. My mom, understandably, was pissed. And so was I.  She was livid. She kept going on about how all the fat people must have taken them, fat people can walk but they’re lazy, etc etc etc. I joined in because my poor mother shouldn’t have to use crutches for an extended period of time. I know for sure hams heard her. And they should. They should feel bad, they should be ashamed of themselves, but they’re not, as we all know. They’re lazy, entitled, pieces of SHIT.  We got a few stares from useless fat fucks. Good. May they be piggered and whine to Tubblr how they were “oppressed” or whatever bs. I hope they cry butter tears and hate themselves.  Luckily we found a wheelchair with a basket on it. I took a shopping cart because said basket wasn’t big enough. And my mom hasn’t gained any weight. Why? Because she doesn’t inhale junk like hams do. She has self-control. This boiled my blood. I hate hams. My hatred runs deep for these hideous creatures.