The Fat Bridesmaid: Encore Today I went to visit my parents, and my sister was also visiting. I had to make a quick run to Whale-Mart to get something for my infant son, and my sister came along for the ride. In the parking lot we came across a small-fat who was wearing barely anything. Although my sister isn't a shitlady (she's too sympathetic), we both agreed that dressing like that when you're at least 50 pounds overweight is disgusting: Sister: Ew, I can't believe she would dress like that when she's that overweight. Me: Yeah that's fucking disgusting. Sister: I mean, {The Fat Bridesmaid} is a big girl, but at least she dresses for her body type. Me: She's still gross. I don't know how she could let herself get that big. Sister: She's not that big. She's only 250 pounds Me: (laughing) Haha, sure she is. Did she tell you that herself? Sister: Yeah. Me: That girl is closer to 300 pounds, if not more. Sister: You think so? Me: I know so. The morning of your wedding, when we were all getting our make-up done, she asked the make-up artist how much weight her chair could hold. {The MUA} told her 300 pounds, and {The Fat Bridesmaid} was humming and hawing, trying to decide whether or not to sit in the chair. If she was only 250 pounds, she wouldn't have had an issue; she would have climbed up no problem. Sister: Yeah, I guess you're right. But she bought the same exercise bike as me, and it's only rated for 250 pounds max. Me: Exercise isn't going to do shit if she doesn't take care of her diet. You can't out-cycle a bad diet. Sister: Yeah, her diet is atrocious. I brought her to a work BBQ yesterday because {sister's husband} was working. She ate 2 burgers, corn on the cob, potato salad, a huge slice of chocolate cake, and 3 ice cream sandwiches. She didn't eat any of the vegetables. The burgers were so big, I could barely finish one, and I only had a small slice of cake and half an ice cream sandwich. Me: See? There's a reason she's as big as she is, and it's not genetics. Sister: Yeah she never eats vegetables other than corn and potatoes. I don't know how she can even shit because she has zero fiber in her diet. She must be constipated all the time. Me: I don't even want to know. TL;DR: My sister brings The Fat Bridesmaid to a work BBQ and she completely pigs out on garbage food and desserts. She also lied to my sister about her weight, and bought an exercise bike that is not capable of supporting her lard ass.