Obesity is a disease

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So if you’re a fat cunt, with rolls of excess flesh flopping about.
If Primark leggings simply aren’t big enough, but you force yourself into them anyway, to the disgust of normal size people.
If you haven’t seen your genitals for years, and fuck knows what your arse looks like after a shite ( no, don’t show me, please ) it’s all ok, because obesity is a disease.

No doubt you’ll be getting some kind of benefit, and probably a car. How fucking marvellous.

Why the fuck are we encouraging these grotesque land whales?

World Obesity

Nominated by Jeezum Priest.

A second helping provided by : Balsamic Dave

A righteous cunting, wholeheartedly seconded by me.

May I also offer Ricky Gervais’s absolutely razor sharp commentary on this exact subject: YouTube.

150 thoughts on “Obesity is a disease”

  1. Not a disease.

    It is a lack of discipline.

    Yes, it is harder for some than others because of genetic factors, and some of us have more or less sedentary jobs, which will affect how much we ought to eat.

    Tough shit. Adapt to your circumstances. Consume the appropriate amount of energy to reflect your energy output and desired shape/appearance. We can all aim for excellence within our individual limitations, and settling for “good” is better than settling for “fat cunt”.

    Most of the fat people are eating far too much, have poor diets lacking fruit and vegetables, and are not active enough. Whose fault is that?

    There are always excuses. For ethnic minorities, the fault is racism and white supremacy. For others it is “disease” or capitalist food.

    To be sure, it is harder than ever to stay in shape with the quantities and variety of cheap food available, lack of physical work in the economy versus sitting-down jobs, and abundance of entertainment that involves lazing about. You don’t even need to leave the house to fetch it as we now have an army of illegal immigrants on bikes delivering it as well. Then you have idiotic “leaders” like the recent curry head, using billions of pounds to subsidise junkfood takeaways… “eat out to help out”… which translated to: “let’s pour taxpayer money into propping up mostly foreign, cash-payment-only, slop merchants and encourage the public to eat the greasy shit”. Genius.

    People must stand firm against the myriad temptations, overcome their weakness, and have more self control.

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  2. Is a side effect of this ‘disease’ an addiction to buying scratch cards in your pyjamas every morning?
    I only ask because just about every fat slag on my estate, with an arse the size of Belgium seems to do just that.

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  3. I have some customers i call the Three little pigs.

    Not a pot to pass in,
    they live in absolute squalor.
    The floor of their ground floor flat is ankle deep in litter.

    All fat as fuck,
    all smoke.
    far as I can work out only drink fizzy shite.
    they’re a total disgrace.
    totally repulsive.

    the fat simple boyfriend who has BO.
    the horrible hag partner
    and her sister who’s tit’s hang near her waist.

    I’d my way I’d gas them
    but they pay me what I ask to move their disgusting furniture,
    of which I’ve chucked better on the tip.

    White English underclass.
    never worked
    never will.
    Total degenerates.

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    • What must these fat cunts think, Mis, when they see someone normal like yourself. Watch out for them filming you, they might be getting off on the likes of you, especially the ones with tits hanging just above cunt level.

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    • A word that I like mentioning in those unfortunate circumstances, Mis, is stench. It sounds similar to the way it’s pronounced. “An onomatopoeia” word.

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    • He wasn’t the only one, Sammy, but he was the worst. I could tell that he and his wife were of low intelligence so the poor kids wouldn’t have been any different. Such a shame.

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      • Sammy, this should have been on the thread below. I think that my intelligence is withering on the vine. Today I can blame the heat.

  5. Honestly Sammy, you have to wipe your feet on the way out.
    everything covered in fag ash,
    empty pop bottles all over the floor.

    Thing is , they know I’m coming.
    No attempt to tidy up!
    Because they have no self respect or personal pride.

    They’ve grown up in shite,
    it’s normal to them,
    their parents were useless benefits slows too probably?

    Everytime I take the money and think ‘ fuck that, not working for them again ‘.

    Then do it.

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    • I bet they haven’t even got a tasteful brass knocker cat head.

      Saying that, neither did Cunt Engine. Honestly, I didn’t know where to look.

      Doorballs

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      • Just about Mis, sticking to the mornings at the moment.

        Those opal miners and gold hunters on the telly are tough bastards. Saying that if I was digging up $200 gram gold nuggets out of the ground id be a bit more motivated too in 45 degrees.

        You well mate?

      • Aye not bad LL.

        yeah Rod and the old bloke are hard as nails eh?
        choking on dust an grafting in this sort of heat?!!!

        grumpy as fuck in this heat ,like.
        Got a big job on tomorrow and small job sunday morning.
        hopefully itll be cooler after today.

    • A long time ago I used to deliver milk to people like that, Mis. They never washed the empty bottles out and only put them out once or twice a week. There were a lot of them too because they had a pile of kids that they got milk tokens for.

      I left them all on the step until one day the fat and scruffy dole virtuoso came out and had a go at me. I told him that I wasn’t putting any part of my hands into those bottles until he washed the foul and putrid slime out of them. The dirty bastard didn’t like it but I wouldn’t back down so he had no choice.

      I felt so sorry for his simple soul of a wife and for the children too. I bet they had a rough time at school.

      I read some years later that he’d been put away for fiddling with one or more of his kids. To this day I sometimes wonder what became of them.

      Around the same time I had a mate who used to do benefit fiddling visits on the same council estate. He told me that a lot of the malingering shits had a fridge by the armchairs in the front room so that they didn’t need to get up for cold beer when watching the telly.

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      • jesus.
        The way some people live eh Isabel?

        You probably already know,
        but there’s certain warning signs to what a household is like.

        overgrown messy garden with uncut grass and weeds.

        curtains always closed.

        And not sure why, ones with loads of signs ‘shut the gate,
        no junk mail, post parcels round the back, no parking , your on camera’..

        like fuckin auchwitz, orders everywhere.
        Theyre always tapped in the head and probably hoarders.

      • That’s bone idleness in the extreme, lsabel. They only buck their ideas up once they get to prison.

      • Copied from inadvertent miss-post above, Sammy.

        He wasn’t the only one, Sammy, but he was the worst. I could tell that he and his wife were of low intelligence so the poor kids wouldn’t have been any different. Such a shame.

  6. OT, I shall be sitting in my car on the drive in the early hours. I shall be listening on the car radio to the final transmission of Radio4 on 198 khz from the Droitwich transmitter which will be shut down for ever at 01:00 bst 27/7/26. The end of an era. The transmitter first broadcast in 1934 and amongst its other uses sent coded messages to the suicidally brave French resistance and helped guide Lancasters home in WW2. Another step in the BBC’s move to leave RF broadcasting ASAP and in my opinion a measure of the decline of a once great institution.

    I know I’m a geek but I was interested in radio from the age of eleven and I’ve held a full amateur licence since 1969.

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    • Just checked and found a long wave receiver indoors which I had forgotten. I’l see which has the best reception in the early hours.

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    • As a small boy, I had a “cat’s whisker” set . I ran a wire connected to a wire coat hanger from a tree in our backyard to my bedroom.

      Used to listen to Luxembourg 208.

      Happy days..🎵

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      • Those were the days Doc. Lost count of how many “crystal sets” I must have assembled when I was twelve and thirteen. Enamelled copper wire wound on the cardboard tube from the middle of a bog roll, OA81 signal diode. Difficulty now would be finding high impedance cans, they all seem to be very low speaker-style impedance. Where I lived in the West Midlands listening to Luxembourg on 208 metres was a pain after dark, the fading was vicious. Yet another AM transmitter that went off the air years ago.

  7. When Diane Abbott announced that she had worked out she needed to lose 445lbs, everyone thought she’d got her maths wrong again …turns out that this time she hadn’t, the big fat fuck.

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  8. O/T again.
    The park key filth who punched a female police officer at Manchester airport has just got a massive 3 years and 6 months.
    That’s a real deterrent isn’t it?
    Fuck me!

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  10. I have zero sympathy for fatties. Surely they must notice when they start to pack on the flab.
    If someone suggested you carry around 100 bags of sugar 24/7 youd think they were insane, yet millions voluntarily wheeze about carrying more than that.
    Exercise and no junk food seems to be the recipe. I’m 71 and weigh the same as I did at 18 (just under 10 stone) but then I’ve been cycling 10 miles a day for decades.
    Never shagged a fatty, can’t be bothered rolling ‘em in flour.

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  11. What made me laugh was Peter Kay. When he took the piss out fat women wh had broken their diets. ‘Oh, I broke a nail. So I had a fry up.’ That sort of thing.

    What made me laugh was he was a fat cunt himself at the time.🤣

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  12. I think we should feed fatties through a muck spreader then spray them all over Clarkson’s Farm or bag up some of it and sell it to a garden centre.
    That would make them useful.

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  13. Nowt against fat or overweight people as a rule. But there are certain fat fuckers I do hate…

    Jade Goody. Such a vile attention whore, that she filmed her own death.

    James Corden. Like a vast human slug. A false, fake arse licking cunt. Sucks off anyone famous, despicable to everyone else. A piece of shit.

    Alan Green. Radio 5 commentator. Irish shouty loudmouthed fat fuck.. Totally biased towards Liverpool FC (I didn’t know Liverpool was in Northern Ireland).. With unbridled hate for Manchester United. Fat fucking sod.

    Jo Brand. Misandrist fat fuck. Her comedy routine consists of men, cakes, men and err cakes, then there’s men and ummm cakes. Oh, and anorexia as well. A repulsive fat cunt.

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    • Right about all of them, Norman.
      Alan Greene in particular.
      The most biased, pro Liverpool commentator that ever existed and a gobshite trouble maker of the highest order of cuntitude.
      Is he still in Fav Lav?
      I haven’t listened since the start of Covid.

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    • used to be a lad in our school who was grossly obese,
      it was rare back then to even see anyone fat.
      we were all like jockeys whips,
      i could outrun any copper in Greater Manchester (an i did)
      but then there wasnt fastfood really and no lounging about on computers an game consoles or any of that shite.

      Dunno what his mam feed him on,
      never saw him playing out,
      i felt dead sorry for him.
      some would take the piss out of him,
      but i never did,
      dont approve of bullying,
      he seemed lonely?
      poor cunt.

      probably dead now.

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      • There was always just the one, Mis.
        Roland Browning on Grange Hill was proof of that.
        And they had to find some fat Turkish kid to play him.

      • Was a really fat ginger (double unlucky) cunt in my class when I was 12 or so in the mid 70s, he used to have these massive lunch boxes filled with salad stuff which he ate two-handed, bollocking it down like a ravenous farm dog & guarding it as savagely. Remember being fucking baffled by it cos he never got any thinner, couldn’t ever climb the wall bars in the gym & was fucking shit at sport.
        Was obviously mummy’s big-boned boy & the daily salad was just for show, whilst visiting the chippy on the way home from school. There was no Maccy fucking Ds back then, but I bet it was a godsend to the fat fuck when they appeared in every high street, the Mr Creosote cunt.

      • I knew a fat lad at school. Real big kid.
        Thing was, I think it was a metabolism thing. Never ate shit or junk food. Was a clever lad and all. Oh. and he was a right hard bastard. I saw a third year start on him when we were first years. He twatted the shit out of the cunt.. Much to our satisfation.

        He was good company and he could build a rocket or a plane from scratch and get ti to fly. He was alright. Also a demon on the rugby field. A killer.

  16. I’m probably one of those lucky cunts as in that I basically don’t gain weight.

    At 50 I’m 12 stone dead, never eat breakfast and don’t usually eat after 8pm

    That would be my advice for what it’s worth.

    The insulin spikes kick your arse if you stuff your face all day.

    Those jabs that every fucker seems to be into aren’t a very wise idea.
    They. shrink a persons skull, turn the neck into Jar Jar Binks and reduce a decent pair of legs to those of a sparrow.
    Leaving the fat belly in tact with enough loose flesh to make a quilt cover.

    Evening.

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    • Doctors an nutritionists reckon breakfast is the most important meal of the day.
      Dunno if thats true or not?

      i wont have it tomorrow,
      walk the dog then straight off to work.
      Take a apple and some beef jerky in case i need it.

      JPs nom this isnt it?
      he looks like that bloke who gets sand kicked in his face in the old Charles Atlas adverts😁

      He writes some nom attacking the butterball community and doesnt even show up!!

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  17. This heatwave will thin the fatties out 😁

    The second hand heavy duty mobility scooter market will crash because of over supply.

    Grab yourself a bargain.

    No road tax or insurance.

    Ideal for tootling around town.

    And cheap as chips. 👍

    Good evening 👍

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      • I’m very well Thomas.

        Was a bit under pressure earlier on.

        Was swinging a mattock all morning.

        Not really the weather for that.

        And I suspect that I may not be the best age for that malarkey.

        I was literally soaked in sweat 💦💦💦

        Good job I started the day with a hearty breakfast 👍

        I almost gave up at one point, but gritted me teeth.

        And embraced victory ✌️🇬🇧👍

        You ok ?

      • Just fine, ta…loving the heat. Going out running when it’s 34 degrees!
        In keeping with nom, I look rather like a skellington, there’s not a scrap of fat on me, probably exercising too much.
        Also: I had to look up what a mattock is!

  18. Lad who used to labour for me,
    cracking lad,
    he was raised by his gran ,
    he said to me

    ” i never tried a banana till i was 12″

    i couldnt stop laughing😄

    he wasnt a bullshitter like,
    suppose his grans pension didnt run to exotic luxuries like bananas.
    like one of those kids just after the war who didnt know what bananas or oranges were.

    surprised he didnt catch scurvy.
    But noticed he ate dead healthy nowadays.

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      • MNC@ Love of my life, as you well know.

        Rapture always reminds me of flying to Canada on the top deck of a 747, quaffing free booze and listening to it over and over via the headphones 🎧.

        Forty five years ago, seems like yesterday.

        Debbie is perfect 👍💪💋♥️

        What about this fucking weather ?

        Me bollocks have been awash !

        Doing fuck all this weekend.

        How’s tricks ?

      • Ticketyboo ta Jack.

        Hate this weather😡

        i happily work in rain, snow, ice, and stay cheerful
        but this shit i hate.
        my bollocks like boil in the bag spuds and my clothes rotting from the sweat..

        Dont get anyone like Debbie anymore eh?
        truly talented ,amazing voice, funny, and drop dead gorgeous.🧡
        destined to be a star.

        swinging a mattock all day?
        your not on a louisana chaingang again are you?😁

      • There’s no one like Debbie

        The perfect rock chick.

        I felt like I was on a fucking chain gang.

        I won’t be using the mattock again, for a while.

        Especially in heat like this.

  19. “Where’s my burger gone?”
    “Oh, I’m sorry hon, I think I sat on it and I’m too fat to get up! It might’ve gone up inside me, not sure which hole?”
    “That’s okay, I’ll just have a rummage around. It’s got to be in there somewhere!”
    https://share.google/uqpZM86bx02S1VfaN

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    • She could put on her little velcro spacca shoes without having to bend her knees.
      Which, to be fair, probably don’t bend much anyway.

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  21. Gambling disorder is getting very close to being labelled as a disease. Recon looting, more commonly associated with our coloured cousins, along with knife crime will soon be on the list of people in need of help.

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  22. Well Radio4 has gone from long wave. Standard programming until 00:00 gmt, 01:00 bst, i.e. the shipping forecast followed by the national anthem. They are now broadcasting a loop of a twat telling you where else to find Radio4.

    So the cathodes on those mighty bottles are not cold. Yet…..

    Goodnight all.

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  23. The worst ones are the women with saggy fat tit’s with stretchmarks and a gut that extends beyond cleavage who call themselves ‘curvy’ or BBWs.

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    • I once knew this dreadful dyke. She liked all that lezzer rock shite like Sleater Kinney. Also, she was fat as fuck. But the daft bitch just could not refer to herself as fat. At various stages, she would describe herself as ’round’ ‘plump’ and ‘bubbly’. Truth was, she was a fat cunt and about as attractive as a bad egg.

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