Irritating fat shows up to friend's house uninvited on our games night, take as an opportunity to shitlord. So, every couple weeks myself and a couple other friends meet up at another friend's house for games and the likes. Pretty normal activity for a group of teen girls, they're always a barrel of laughs. Needless to say, I look forwards to our Games Night. Well, skip forward to yesterday. I show up, and my friend (let's call her Kate) greets me outside, and tells me that a random girl she knows had invited herself in. "I guess people just walk into my house now," she says, somewhat weirded out. Great. Well, I hope for the best, prepare myself for the worst. I say hello to another friend who just arrived (let's call her Anna), and we all head inside. When I catch site of the uninvited guest, well... I'm glad I prepared for the worst. Sitting on the couch is a bloated, pink haired girl in a t-shirt and shorts. My friend does the introductions, and I do my best to bite my tongue. It doesn't take long to confirm that, like all fats, her personality matches her appearance perfectly.  Now, this puts all of in us a bit of a pickle. Since we often play plot-based games over multiple sessions, she isn't going to be able to play with us. We all talk awkwardly, hoping she hauls her blubber out before we get playing. Nope. She plants her butt at the table (with no intention to play) right my friend's chair (who was currently in the upstairs, finishing her homework). At this point, I'm pretty much done with fatty boom-boom's crap. Time to shitlord. I bring up mention of the fall carnivals that we hope will come to town soon. I joke that it sucks for me, since I'm too short and weigh too little to get on most of the rides (I'm not underweight or anything, but due to my very short height, my healthy weight is pretty low). My height is a running joke, so we all share a laugh. Kate jokes that at least Anna (who's very tall) won't have to worry about the height restrictions. Now, Anna has some mild weight insecurity, I think (She is not a fatty at all, just insecure) and she says "and not the weight either!" Now, here's where I come in to really kick dust in the Pink Whale's face. I tell Anna: "You're not fat, that's just because you're tall! Tall people weigh more, if you were my weight, you'd be dead!"  I place emphasis on the part about Anna not being fat, knowing that remark will sting lard lump, since she's the only fat at the table, and fat is being used negatively. She has said nothing this whole conversation, and I damned well knew why. Then my friends' start joking that I should wear weighted shoes, and more laughter ensues. A couple minutes later she leaves without saying much else, and we finally got to play our game. Oh, and I can't forget to mention that the Pink Whale showed up right around supper time, and I have no doubt that she mooched my friend's food before we arrived. Predictable. Yet another example of a typical encounter with a fat.