I am an insomniac.

The kind that prowls the house at 3 in the am and scares the crap out of my poor mother.

So last night, in between doing my best Night Prowler impression, i decided to get on Facebook, chokora the heck out of people’s walls and hopefully bore myself to sleep.

Now i have ALOT of Facebook friends. I personally know maybe a third of them. Don’t look at me with your judging eyes…I’m a philanthropist. I accept all friends requests. (Except if you have a name like Candyland McSexy iceCream TupacBitch Wanjiku. That’s where i draw the line.)

So as i was up to my elbows in my nocturnal Facebook ransackings, i saw that one of my unknown friends had put up a note.

I opened it.

It went something like ‘fat women  object to being made fun of, but can call thinner chics skinny bitches. We have feelings too!’

Boo-freakin-hoo.

Poor skinny girls. It must be so hard, fighting off the male attention.

And having no trouble finding jeans that fit your snake-like hips must really suck. Poor things.

How about not having to unbutton your pants every time you have a hearty meal?  Ain’t that a bitch?

Not getting made fun of..being called a whale/hippo/buffalo/woolly mammoth, that blows, doesn’t it?

Sorry…no sympathy here. Try me next week, when I’m not feeling like a bloated woolly mammoth.

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