(Any ISAC Seat Sniffers up for it?- Day Admin)
This article follows the travels (spaz chariot assisted perchance?) of a group of fat fuckers who visited Japan and are aghast at being seen for the gluttonous hogs they are.Some golden quotes including:
‘I don’t feel like I should be here,’ she says. ‘It blows my mind that you’re not allowed to be who you are, and you just have to fit in.’ Fit in, lol, cunt.
‘Society is a lot to blame for me being overweight,’ claims Therri-Jay, who laments the chicken and Chinese fast-food joints she sees ‘everywhere’, adding: ‘It makes you really think — does my country even care about me?’ How about you care for yourself ? Heifer .
But Therri-Jay is too unsettled to eat, describing how feeling like a ‘second-class citizen’ at home makes her reach for burgers, chocolate and popcorn. ‘We’ve not been told how to cope,’ she cries. Told how to cope ? Eat less you Jabba-the-Slut space hopper.
Then there’s their job description, I use the word job with a degree of scepticism here:-
NHS waste co-ordinator-start with yourself, jumbo.
Behaviour welfare coach – ditto above.
Healthcare insurer – those personal policy premiums must be galactic.
Any sense of irony, self awareness or responsibility is completely absent from these lardbergs, FFS, just render yourselves down in a whaling processers and become candles .
There you have it. Resurrect Cap’n Ahab for gawds sake.
Nominated by Pooter.



