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| tummy, health/medicine, diary, marc samuel, jokes, actor, onion mobile edition, gender studies womens studies, chaser chubby, inspirational general, in, getting rid of cellulite, diet industry, | I had PROMISED my friends that I would hook up with a girl from my webpage, breillat and Fat Girl was my only option. I put her off for a few weeks with cutesy email banter, while I prayed for a girl without an oversized heart to email me. One week…two weeks…nothing. Finally, I consulted my friends on what I should do. I breillat showed them the picture: Hate “WOOOOOOO-WEEEEEEE! YOU GOT YOURSELF A CHUNKER! FORGET THE DATE, LASSO HER AND breillat TAKE HER TO THE STOCKYARDS!” JoJo “You gotta take one for the team.” PWJ “Yeah, you did promise. She might be your only chance.” SlingBlade “Just make sure you take her to a bar that doesn’t serve food. You can’t afford that kind of date.” El Bingeroso “Wow. Yeah man, that sucks. Wow…but you did promise.” Hate “WOOOOOO-HOOOO! MAX YOU ARE MAKING US PROUD! GOD BLESS THAT WEBSITE!” After some deliberation, I decided to meet Fat Girl out. It still makes me laugh to this day, but I legitimately thought that this would be my only shot at hooking up with a girl through my website, and I didn’t want to blow it. |
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| If you had told me then that within two years this thing was going to be getting a hundred thousand visitors a tummy month and would become my launching pad to fame, I would have laughed at you and told you to stop sucking the glass dick. One week went by, nothing. Two weeks, nothing. I was starting to get a little desperate, thinking about all the shit tummy I was going to have to eat from my friends because I couldn’t even get a date tummy off my own Date Application Page, when finally a girl emailed me. She had just moved to Raleigh for a job, knew no one, and thought I was funny. We emailed a little and she seemed cool and normal, enough, but I had to make a couple requests before she sent me a picture of her. Once I got the pic it was clear why it took her three emails to work up the courage to send one. Ladies and gentlemen: She’s a fatty. Normally, this would have been an easy decision. I’d just say “Get the fuck away from me and go back to your trough,” and everything would be fine, but this time it was different. |
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