How shall we judge “fat”? Shall we agree upon the BMI scale? In that case, almost every last one of us could be considered “fat”. Are you comparing yourself to the 650 pound lady on TLC the other night? Then, most definitely not.
You see, fat isn’t something that I think of when I see you. You have a little weight, just like normal people, but seeing you here shows that you know how to overcome and that makes you a strong woman, in my opinion. And that means more than any shallow BMW blonde could understand (as I nod toward the shallowest looking blonde in the place).
So do I think you’re fat? No. I think you’re a strong, beautiful woman who doesn’t need a man to define herself.
About the best thing he could have done would have been to be honest and call her fat and disgusting. Fat people deserve to be called so, I used to be fat, I sorted my life out and now I’m not That fat bitch deserved to hear the truth.
If someone tries to pull this bullshit on you, feel free to tell them, “Look, it’s great that you respect a stranger’s opinion in this matter, but I’d really prefer not to be pulled into your little domestic.”
There was never going to be an answer that was acceptable to these idiotic women.
You are fat if your tits chafe your knee caps. Being fat – whilst rarely unavoidable due to “health” – is a fucking choice and when it starts costing the NHS to keep you out of a coffin then it becomes a massive fucking problem. Why should the tax payer fork out for morbidly obese people to indulge in their disgusting habits? A more practical, head on approach would be to use taxes to fund fat camps where people are FORCED to lose weight through healthy dieting and a gruelling regime of exercise which would be much more practicably achievable than the quick fix of a gastric band.
Fuck human rights, you should lose your rights when you lose your self-respect.