There's a good side to all these catfishing hams. After being duped by too many hams, my SO decided to go outside and talk to actual shitladies instead. Can't hide your fatass body with weird angles in real life. And that's how my SO started talking to me, dating me etc. (I never use online dating) We have a happy shitlordy relationship, we can easily slide into booths, we get to go exploring in abandoned areas together (Loads of walking, climbing and small spaces!), great sex that doesn't involve some kind of complicated digging through fat layers. I couldn't have been any more thankful to these catfishing hams.