Wearing a bikini when morbidly obese should be a crime in public areas.  Fat girls with FUPAkinis please read. Greetings shitlords, ladies and lurkers, I've been hanging around since the earlier days of FPH 1.0 and rarely posted (this is a new account name I forgot my old password) but I had my first real life dose of fat, retarded logic, so I thought I'd share. At a place of business this morning, I had to overhear a deluded Neptune-sized planet who'd swallowed the whole FAHAES/Body positivity kool-aid.  Not tumblrina-looking, but grotesque with crappy pancake tits, a couple of huge rolls and a hefty FUPA.  One of those fats where the body piles a load of it on the head.  Think Slaton Sister rather than Tess Trailertrash.  Out of a ten I could only give a 1 at best - the only way was up for her and you'd need to be one of those CSI skull reconstructors to have a shout at guessing what she looked like as a human. Snippets of wisdom and fighting oppression (they can't speak quietly) in the hour it took me to do my job and GTFO of there: Fucking Diaper-kinis or whatver those revolting items are called, and how she rocked it Not caring what society thinks yadda, yadda, yadda How she eats healthy It's the first time I've heard this type of nonsense IRL outside of the online crazy and the general media pullution that causes but I fucking hate those bastardised 'bikinis' they insist on wearing. So I thought I'd be polite and pen a short note for you lurking ladies.... Dear Fatties of the mayo-gender, Rampant narcisism and repetition does nothing about my attraction to fat women. Even if by some miracle your deluded campaign changed 95% of the planet's idea of beauty, I'd still be in the 5% utterly revolted by the sight of something the size of a smart car in a diaper. Or someone that should be really wearing two bras to contain their udders. Think of the children FFS as well as my eyes and appetite.  Just enough with the giant diapers.  I have an alternative suggestion for you. I don't really mind those THE END OF THE WORLD IS NIGH dudes who wear a sandwich board advertising Jesus and stroll down the streets of London or where ever. Not buying the shit they're're selling but they don't assault my eyes. If you ladies of size (retched typing that) would wear those type of boards, albeit much larger and oddly shaped, to write your idiotic slogans on instead of wearing diapers in public, that't be great. Yours gratefully, BeetusChrist P.S. Please stop sending me feet and lower limbs, I'm running out of room.  Thanks in advance. Apologies for any typos/layout. I'm rather high and been watching the UK referendum results come in (bye EU!), while mocking and raging at fat people on my laptop. It's a truly wonderful but fucking infuriating time to be alive. Bonus revolt: It started on its second breakfast while I was there.  It was around 9.45am so I'd wager my right gonad it had eaten before work, even if it just grabbed a couple of sticks of butter on the way out. The breakfast: three 'healthy choice' chocolate-type snacks (not too big) and a clear Tupperware-type container around 7 x 7 x 3 inces.  The container was full to capacity with some type of cerial like Cornflakes.  On closer inspection, the 'cornflakes* were resting on a half inch solid layer of white granulated sugar.  No milk in sight, just diet beetus.  They never cease to disgust.