Nathan
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And no, that was not a sexual inuendo. Dicks.
I'm going to be the best man at my best friend's wedding and he informed me this weekend that his fiance wants me to dance with her fat-assed sister. He thought this was all terribly funny. I told him there was no fucking way I would be dancing with the fat chick in the wedding party. Ain't no mother fucking way. I do not work this hard on my body to be shafted with the fat chick. I started crying at that moment and so he said he'd see what he could do. You're damn right.
I am NOT dancing with the fat chick. Period. Who's with me? (Note: I am not a fat-person hater or anything but when it comes to being pressed up against one I tend to draw the line.)
I'm going to be the best man at my best friend's wedding and he informed me this weekend that his fiance wants me to dance with her fat-assed sister. He thought this was all terribly funny. I told him there was no fucking way I would be dancing with the fat chick in the wedding party. Ain't no mother fucking way. I do not work this hard on my body to be shafted with the fat chick. I started crying at that moment and so he said he'd see what he could do. You're damn right.
I am NOT dancing with the fat chick. Period. Who's with me? (Note: I am not a fat-person hater or anything but when it comes to being pressed up against one I tend to draw the line.)

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