Fat fuckery at the comedy night Madam and I went out to see a comedy show by a swole little bro who's openly politically incorrect. Fats attempted to ruin it. To wit: The belligerent drunk fat guy who didn't seem to realise that it was a comedy act. The comedian even broke character and said, "mate, I'm an ACTOR". I don't know what the problem was. The fat arced up and threw a glass, missed (of course) and was promptly booted by security. The double-wide bitch who sat in front of us. She had a row to herself and kept getting up to waddle to the bar. Came back double-fisting beetus fizz and beers every time. The venue probably had to throw out the chairs she used. When she first sat down, madam said, "aw shit, I actually wanted to see the show!" The attention-seeking cow who sat nearby and kept trying to interrupt the act, like it was her show or some shit. Bonus: I encountered this sow in the ladies' and as I closed the cubicle door, I heard her shriek, "that's a man!" I stuck my head out, stared her out and asked her if she was sure about that. She looked sheepish and apologised. I said I was sure she was super sorry. (I don't actually care if people mistake me for a man, it sometimes happens with this haircut and build. I just wanted to put the bitch in her place.) The stereotypical cringy fat dyke. I deadset thought it was a super obese man who thought he was funnier than the comedian. I could go on a Chris Rock-Type rant on the difference between gay people and faggots.  On the upside, the comedian told fat jokes. Ridiculed fat butts on "thicc" women, Rebel Wilson, and ripping on fat people is part of his repertoire in general.