Your Momma So Fat Jokes Novels & Stories

She felt her lungs become tight as her eyes began to sting. "I think a Momma is someone who would eat nasty spinach when they want butta butta cake. And a Momma is going to fix up her baby's room so that she can be a princess. A Momma is going to work extra hard so that her baby has what they need. A Momma does my hair and not the other way around! Momma's cook dinner instead of bringing home fish and French fries for dinner every other day! And a Momma should say, Juicy you are not alone; even though Felix is dead now, you are not alone!" Her hands were balled into tight fists and she looked down at them suddenly.

“My stomach, Samantha Jo! When did you turn into a comedian, I had no idea. You would have a crowd rolling in laughter if you continue like this.” I was beginning to get really annoyed with my mom’s silly laughter. This was a serious issue for me. For fuvk’s sake and she is laughing about it like I am saying some funny shit. She stopped laughing seconds after and stared at my face. The seriousness in my face was glaring. “Wait, don’t tell me you are serious right now?” “Damn shit, I am fucking serious mom! Arthur Murray has found his mate and he rejected her because she is human.” Mom froze and slowly lowered herself onto the bed. She hadn’t seen that coming.

she says this with a bit of a smirk before laughing and adding as he starts to blush bright red, "Oh honey don't be embarrassed I'm just joking. Playing around you know." Jimmy feels this once again is finally the moment of truth. If he chooses his words carefully he has the feeling it will lead to - something. "But what if it's true Mom?" "What that you can't take your eyes off my tits. I would be shocked, I guess." "Jus coz Dad didn't like them you maybe think I am the same. I mean, well I think Dad was stark raving blind and stupid for making fun of your... breasts Mom. I mean so what if they are big." His eyes flicker down to the front of her nightshirt for about the tenth time since the

she begged and them dimples damn " stop with the dimples already-if you weren't my sister -..." " you would cut my head off I know -meet you in an hour or more" she said I chuckled, damn I missed her so much...I went to Fat MAMA, what that's what it's called, it's a fast food,fats only like curbs, ribs..shit like that and everything is large here,i ordered curbs,olive greens with extra source,some full chicken and a whole lot of french fries and bottles of coke then waited for my order, after getting the order I went to my car to put the food in until I heard a woman yelling a bit behind me I turned to find some lady fighting with some dude

Mom says " Mom I think you should punish him, how can a big man like that not know how to cook" Sia suggests " In that case, I have to punish you as well, because you too can't cook" Mom says " What!!! Mine is different, I am a kid, he's an adult" Sia says and mom burst into laughter " You are right my child"

"Haha! Sorry, it's been so long I've forgotten how cranky you get before you've eaten." Oh hell no. Was she calling my mother anorexic just because she was thin? I turned to Mom with a smirk. "Mom? Who's this fat old lady?" Mom's lips twitched, clearly holding back laughter, while Sonny went red in the face. "What?! Fat old lady?!" "We went to high school together, honey," Mom said smoothly. I smiled at Sonny. "Oh, it's nice to meet you. I'm Jack Spencer."

The morning sun painted golden streaks across the skyline, but the warmth did little to ease the cold grip of my thoughts, I hate that the thought of my mom always steal my joy. “I sure do hope I don't turn fat” her words brought me back to reality, I entered the bathroom, I could see her barrbpdy through the night wear she wore. “You're not going to be fat, you'll be sexy”. “The lies men tell” “What is it you women wants to hear”. “Just tell me the truth, I'm becoming fat” I knelt with one knee in front of her, kissed her navel. “It's barely noticeable for a 6 months pregnancy.

Mom meets her halfway, and they throw their arms around each other, squealing and crying all at once. I just stood there, stunned. When they finally pull apart, my aunt Catalina holds Mom’s shoulders, eyes shining. “Look at you,” she scolds softly. “You’ve gotten thinner. I leave you for a few years and you forget how to eat?” Mom chuckles, wiping at her tears. “It’s all these fancy diets you keep preaching.” “Excuses,” Catalina says, rolling her eyes. “You always were lazy about food.” They both start giggling again, the sound light and strange.

“I’m not Eliza, mom! Stop treating me like it.” “I’m not treating you like you were Eliza, Emilie. I never have and I never will. But I do not appreciate you going around and telling everyone that I’m not feeding you enough!” “You think I’m walking around and sharing that information?” Emmie laughed through her tears. “Why would I, mom? I was fat-shamed by you my whole life, and now that I’ve finally lost a lot of weight, everyone seems to think it’s okay to comment on my eating habits. I would never tell them!”

“I really don’t understand girls saying they’re fat when in fact they’re so thin and skinny.” “Well, that’s your point of view and everyone is entitled to have their opinion and in my case I feel fat already.” Klaress retaliated. “Well, for me, you’re not fat.” Mom said. “You’re just right at the middle, you’re good.” “Really Tita?” Klaress said amused. “You think so?” “Yes, so why don’t you eat more? Come on, have some of this.” Mom said. The chat goes on and on, with different topics and different stories.