Shit For Brains Know It All

I have never met a fat bitch who wasn’t an expert on nutrition. When you hear a chunky chick talk about carbohydrates and ketosis and metabolic rates and onomatopoeia and saturated fats you would think she was a god damn doctoral student in biology. That’s until you look at her drooping belly, huge ass, 4 […]

You can't crap any more without turning around and seeing a turd with 2 american flags sticking out of it. All this kitschy, pretentious pseudo-patriotism makes my rectum seep.