
I'm in a tight spot here because there is a part of me that feels sorry for the chick but then there is a side of that just wants to laugh. I mean my only message to the freshman class over there at West Valley is this: Well played boys. Well played. You can't blame them for being absolutely hilarious and the school not catching this before it was published. I mean maybe this bitch is actually a fatass and this was the only way of telling her it's time to stop embracing your big girl image and get on the south beach diet hunny. Because make no mistake about it, I do not tolerate fat people and the sad sob stories that come with. "Oh, but her great grandmother was a fucking beast, that's why she's so big. It's in her genes." "Everytime I go to eat a muffin, my minds says stop but my mouth says go." Bullshit. Eat right. Be active. Play the cards you were dealt and make something of them. You're welcome for your moment of inspiration.
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