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[–] Red_August 0 points 4 points (+4|-0) ago  (edited ago)

I can just picture the author sitting at her desk after her morning school run, staring at her empty blog textbox. She's stuffing her pie-hole with donut after donut to quell her fee-fees. That morning she saw that MILF wave at her again, the one with the new clean car, the perfect smile, the perfect kids, the perfectly put together doing-the-school-run-then-going-to-the-gym ensemble. That "skinny bitch"!

She's decides to write about that! Vent her fee fees! "I can't call her a skinny bitch on my blog!" But wait, nobody can be that perfect. She must be miserable! She stuffs another donut in her mouth and she starts typing on her dirty food encrusted keyboard. Everything about Ms Perfect's life has to be miserable. That skank! She's a victim of beauty standards! A miserable woman. A prisoner! The donut suuhgahrs start to take effect. Her fee fees quieten. Another donut. She's probably a bad mother too, selfish. Her husband miserable! Num num num. Another donut. Yeah! I'm loud and proud and in charge! She couldn't possibly have her shit together! No way! Num num num...

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

As someone who has seen a lot of the attractive-white-mom-with-kids-in-sports at Chick-fil-A, I can imagine a slob who eats donuts would be jealous of the "skinny bitches." These people don't believe in CICO--they insist it's some complicated hard shit--and since differences are not believed to be due to our own actions, they get mad when there is inequality and some people do well, since it appears that they were bestowed with a good body.