Like it or love it, I was a twitter participant in Fat Shaming Week, courtesy of Return of Kings.
Here was my favorite:
Succinct.
Judgmental.
… but could it possibly have been game in action?
Yes. Yes it was.
Why? Standards lube pussies.
A girl wants to know every guy she doesn’t want to fuck wants to fuck her.
She wants to know that if no fucking is happening, it is because she is choosing not to fuck, not the other way around.
Mind you for game purposes, telling a girl “you’re ugly and I would never fuck you”, then walking away is not your best course of action. Just let the “I might not fuck you if given the chance” frame seep into your interactions.
As demonstration of this fact, I offer the massive amount of qualifying to me that happened after I tweeted that.
Girls sending me their measurements and pictures, all but begging me to tell them they are pretty and doable and not fat.
Her attached picture:
Yes, Megan, despite a nice face, you are chubby and if you lost twenty pounds, I’d bet your thighs wouldn’t touch and you would have a more satisfying love life.
Here’s an interesting one:
Remember guys, insecurity isn’t just for ugly chicks. Those who have the most ego about their beauty will have the strongest emotional reaction when that beauty is challenged.
The punchline? Here’s Madi’s picture:
Relax, Madi. You pass the thigh gap test. If you want to know the real reason I don’t think you’re hot, email me at [email protected].
Here is an angle I found interesting. I got a few tweets like this:
As an obvious proponent of fat shaming week, how could I not love tweets like this? Obviously Randi Nichole believes being fat is a bad thing, and has chosen to shame. Thank you, Randi, for participating in Fat Shaming Week.
I have chosen anonymity above proving to fat twitter chicks that I am not fat, so I guess you’ll have to continue fantasizing about what I look like. Sorry, Randi.
Now I’ll leave you with one that made me laugh out loud.
Cousins?
