This butterbarge is a waddling fatlogic dispenser, I cannot fathom how anyone could nearly die from an obesity related cause, having barely reached the ripe old age of TWENTY FUCKING YEARS, and take that as a sign it needs to start making "art" about how fucking fat and worthless it is, instead of actually improving its health.  I'm in the very early phases of working on a project about binge eating. I'm super excited about it because it's an issue that needs to be talked about more and that I personally struggle with.  I'm guessing that this "project" involves fatty filling its pie hole, then crying as it fleetingly remembers it's literally killing itself, then filling its pie hole some more.