Fat Sloppy bitch cuts me in a Nordstrom. So after work I decided to do a little shopping. I get in line to check out and this rekt ham planet in gross ass scrubs ( she looks like a bed pan changer) comes huffing and puffing over. She's grunting like she's taking a shit. (Probably just angry she's gone an hour or two without feasting on frito pie and ice cream) She gets uncomfortably close to me and I give her a look and inch away. Then this smelly butter huffer is inching closer. She smells like a funeral home, bacon grease, BO, and cheap perfume. (I have observed that fat people have a death smell) She's got a pair of clearance earrings and clearly her purchase is very important. Finally, the cashier yells next and she (surprisingly very quickly) waddles I front of me while I stand there in complete shock at the fats entitlement." Fat bitch" I say under my breath but I doubt she heard because her ears were ringing with bacon.