How come fat people justify their weight by saying its just who they are

[b*saint]

So basically are we destined to be either skinny or a fat ass?

[Collin]

because they're hot.

[e30trooper]

or well rounded

[Farbin Kaiber]

Or just big boned.

[b*saint]

I pretty sure if you're 5'3" you're not suppose to weigh 200 pounds

[george graves]

OP - do you have an eating disorder? It's ok, you can tell R3v.

[Turf1600]

So basically are we destined to be either skinny or a fat ass?

Are you implying that their fat is a seperate entity?

[emoshun]

I remember we had quite the conversation with who we like in this pic.

[HarryPotter]

I'll take the one in the middle and the one on the left if I was feelin froggy. Fuck that fat bitch on the right.

[pureaudio]

Why do you feel fat people have to justify their weight to you? Seriously who effing cares if someone is content to be a plumper.

[b*saint]

Center to the one on the right. I hate skinny girls.

[Erik]

I'll take the one in the middle and the one on the left if I was feelin froggy. Fuck that fat bitch on the right.

I would...

[Wiglaf]

the one on the right ain't even fat compared to half the women in this town.

[ayemattyyy]

I would...

As would I, long before the skinny on the left, i don't consider that fat.

And they try to justify it, because it IS who they are. Lazy. Or the people that call it a disease. Eating more calories than you actually need is not a disease. Sure, some people may not be able to exercise, but they can at least keep their diet in check, it really isn't that expensive. Fat people bother the hell out of me, for that reason. And if you whine about being fat, quit bitching about it, get your life/diet/exercise in order and move on.
Matt

[Optimator]

I'd do all three women.

But, that girl on the right will get wrecked by childbirth. She'll be on an 8000 calorie diet to Tublachistan, double fisting KFC Double Downs with steaming mugfuls of gravy in her second trimester. You'll probably have to use a Petzl headlamp to explore the area between her legs that formerly housed a decent looking slash, but is now a cavernous chasm from crowning a 10.5 lb flesh sack you call a son.