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[–] Carsandsarcasm 0 points 23 points (+23|-0) ago 

I wonder if anyone has ever come away with a good experience living with a fat. I sincerely doubt it. Unfortunately, fats know that they have you in a bind when it comes to roommates. They know that you will eventually have to pay the pills, clean the house, and fix things because you are the only one of the pair that cares about living in a sty. They don't care about living among roaches, they don't care about late fees, and they don't care about mould and housekeeping. They exploit anyone who is naive enough to live with them and then find a new one once the thin host is fed-up. People need to stop thinking that fats are human beings who happen to be larger. They are animals with no self control or forward thinking skills. A literal pig would be a better roommate with no exaggeration because you don't expect a pig to pay bills and they eat less.

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[–] Canada_is_gay 0 points 7 points (+7|-0) ago  (edited ago)

They know that you will eventually have to pay the pills, clean the house, and fix things because you are the only one of the pair that cares about living in a sty.

Yep. I lived with a slobbering sow for a year in college. Every month it was, "Where is your half of utilities?" He just knew that it's not like I was going to let the electricity shut off.

But the worst is the food bill. And anyone who has ever had the misfortune of living with a slobbering sow knows all too well that horror.

Couple of college kids so why not just split groceries? Yeah, good luck with that. Get groceries on a Saturday and you'll be out of food by Monday even though all you've had was a bowl of cereal in the between. Rest assured the sow will continue to feed though. It will bring home bag after bag of take out, not even having the common sense to at least just go buy groceries, bag after bag of take out, despite owing you for three months utilities.

So inevitably you will try the "each have your own shelf" idea. Good luck with that. Your shelf will probably have some normal stuff on it. Things like milk, eggs, etc. The sow's shelf will be full convenience food that it will feed on constantly. Oh and cheese. Endless cheese. Sows all love cheese for some reason. Anyways you will come home routinely to your shelf having been raided so the sow can have made brownies (or whatever the blob of the day is). There will be a note that reads: "Borrowed your milk and eggs to make brownies, but you can have some." You will have had a full carton of milk and a dozen eggs. Both containers will be empty and in the trash with only a third of a tray of instant brownies that you didn't want and whose package called for one egg and a half cup of milk left to show after the sow fed. There will be milk splatted on the floor, along with chocolate syrup, because it wouldn't have drank just plain milk. The lingering smell of fried eggs is in the air. Luckily you're so disgusted you have lost all desire to eat anyways.

Finally you will just stop buying food. It's just easier to go out and specifically get exactly what you want to eat at the time of eating than deal with keeping anything edible in the house. This may be the only time the sow will show any sympathy towards you, because it can't understand the concept of not having ready to gorge things on hand at all times. It won't do anything actually helpful, but it will make its best sow-ian effort to be kind towards you. This will include offering you some of its food. Of course its food will include things like canned cheese and pizza bites that you have to cook in an oven to consume safely but, "They're fine in the microwave," because the oven might include some vague semblance of effort.

Eventually your friends will begin to wonder why you look you're slowly starving. You will half to explain to them that you are.

On the other hand if you ever decide you need to drop a quick clothes size for that beach trip or class reunion or whatever, rooming up with a sow for even a short time is guaranteed to do it.

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[–] Fupachabra 0 points 5 points (+5|-0) ago 

One of my last roomies was chubby... It was still just such a pigsty in the common areas (I've found wrappers with 1/8 of the food left behind my couch and always used cups everywhere... Even on the windowsills??)

The most annoying part is how often they went out for food. At least once a day, and at least 1-3 days a week of no cooking whatsoever. They judged me so much for eating salads and lean meats...

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[–] Scooter_Death 0 points 3 points (+3|-0) ago  (edited ago)

Can confirm. I lived with one many years ago — once. Never again.

Tons o’ Fun regularly obliterated the kitchen, ate others’ food without asking, hid drinking glasses full of chewing tobacco spit in odd places where they weren’t discovered until months later, and once vomited right outside the house but couldn’t be arsed to clean it up, like any self-respecting human would.

When confronted with these activities, he’d either reeee in protest or suddenly pretend that he couldn’t understand English. It was a joyous day in the household when Tons O’ Fun finally decided to roll on his merry way.

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[–] LED114 [S] 0 points 2 points (+2|-0) ago 

Exactly how I feel after the last almost 365 days!

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[–] Burnheart22 0 points 5 points (+5|-0) ago 

I got a little sad when I read that it got a boyfriend. To many desperate pig fuckers around.

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[–] LED114 [S] 0 points 1 points (+1|-0) ago 

Agreed!

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[–] Littleredhead 0 points 3 points (+3|-0) ago 

I lived with a fat once. Four months into it I found out it was a trans fat too. I considered myself open minded about that whole business before this, but now I'm certain I never want to be around another one again. He was on shots that basically made him go through puberty all over again, so on top of the disgusting fat habits he was also an emotional temper tantrum throwing baby. Never did his own dishes to the point of growing mold on the kitchen counter. Never did any of the shared cleaning, and bitched at me when I didn't do it, calling me a slob. Would nap all day long on my couch in front of my TV so I couldn't even watch it. I ended up putting the TV in my room, cue crying cause he couldn't watch Steven Universe all day long. Constantly bragged about having sex with other trannies, also called himself 'asexual'. Bragged about being 'an old soul' for liking 80s music, watched childrens cartoons all day. Paid half as many bills as I did, but I bitched on Twitter about how I never paid rent or utilities? Called me an 'abuser' online because I asked him to turn off lights before leaving for work. I ended up moving out early and just paying two rents to get away from it. I was so desperate to find a roommate to save money, wasn't worth it. Spent more money on higher bills, being the only one buying the shared items, and of course paying more cause piggy stole my food and alcohol.

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[–] LED114 [S] 0 points 0 points (+0|-0) ago 

I had to move my record player into my room for a similar reason - she would use it all the time, always leave it on, and would just put records in whatever album covers she felt like at the time.

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[–] Gaffney 0 points 2 points (+2|-0) ago 

Ugh. Fats are irresponsible, inconsiderate slobs. Can't be bothered to have any semblance of adult responsibility when you're too busy stuffing your face and sitting on your ass.

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[–] AvocadoPie 0 points 0 points (+0|-0) ago 

Crashed at a fat friends couch for like a few days. Dirty laundry everywhere, a beer hes been "brewing" for like 1.5 years in the middle of the hall way.

His homemade dinner? A crockpot, chicken with ranch and franksred hot. Chicken breast so its not bad for you.

Literally insulted me by saying hes a good cook. No, I cooked for a living, I KNOW GOOD, BALANCED FOOD. THAT and what ever else he made was shit.

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[–] frog01 0 points 0 points (+0|-0) ago 

Next time she leaves for california, sell all her stuff on Craigslist. Tell her its to make up for the money she owes you and the lost securitt deposit.

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