Novel & Cerita Your So Fat Jokes

I mean you didn't plan for this," I said sadly. "Babe don't be like that. I'm sorry." She said genuinely. "It's okay then." I said in understanding. “I’m going to get fat,” she said dramatically when we got home, flopping back onto the bed. “I just got my waist back!” I burst into laughter. “You’re laughing?” she hissed. “You literally survived faking your death, mafia attacks, and my emotional constipation,” I said, brushing a kiss to her forehead. “But this is what breaks you?” I said, poking her belly.

I walked to him and gave him a kiss on his cheek before I sat on my spot at the dining table. "I'm afraid you'd die first than I am if you don't change your lifestyle. Look at you, honey. Aren't you scared of all those excess fats?" Ah, I knew it. If it weren't the endless topic about my getting a husband soon, it was the more endless reminder of me losing weight. "Grandpa, I'm healthier than you think." I rolled my eyes and extended my hand to get a serving of the steak on the table. "Later, Angelina," Grandpa swatted my hand away. "I asked you to come because I have good news for you." My old man's eyes twinkled and I felt bad all of a sudden.

Then I laughed, "You need to be careful...you could get the reputation that you're easy. If I'm gonna get lucky, I should at least treat you to dinner and a movie...or buy you a fuckin' beer." Then he grinned, continuing the sexy teasing, "Well, I am easy, and you can plan on getting lucky...why don't you take me home and buy me that beer there." He laughed, "It's fat cock Friday! I wanna feel that big thing throbbing in my hands...wanna swallow a load...and then have you fuck me stupid and fill me with the second!" I shook my head, laughing, "You are horny as fuck...but fat cock Friday? Where did that come from?"

I said, he scoffed. " So now that you're here can you please get me something to eat? I'm dying here!" I exclaimed " all you care about is food, if you eat too much you'll grow obese and explode" he insulted me. I smiled " that's not gonna happen cause nobody explodes from obesity" I said smartly. He started heading for the door," well they never said it won't happen, you can be the first case" " Screw yo-""bye" and he was gone.

Just emptiness. It terrified me more than the rejection itself. “Are you still there?” I whispered into the storm. No answer. My vision blurred again. Maybe she hated me too. Maybe she blamed me for ruining our only chance. A bitter, broken laugh escaped my lips. “My toxic trait is being fat.”

“I don’t get fat, no matter how much I eat. Aw, there’s just nothing to do today but eat! Right, Zo?” “Yeah, it’s true, it’s true. You’ve got a great figure, Cortty. But I’ve got some plans today, so…” Zoe replies. “I know, right? There’s just nothing to do but stuff our faces!” Courtney says, and everyone laughs as if they’d been ordered to. It's just like the kind of hollow laughter you hear on a sitcom laugh track. It was awfully loud, as if they’d just been cued to [laugh here] by the teleprompter.

And now I'm walking towards the car with her on my back and a faint smile on my cold face. "Am I heavy?" Suddenly she asked, making me chuckle. I slowly nodded my head, and unexpectedly she slapped my shoulder and said in a complaining tone, "You're not a gentleman at all. How can you call me fat?" I was holding my laugh after hearing her tone, and I'm damn sure she puffed her lips while complaining. "When did I call you fat?" I said, and she immediately replied, "Just now, you just said that I am heavy." "I didn't call you heavy. I wanted to say, are you a rabbit or what? Don't you eat anything? Why can't I feel your weight on my back to tease you!" I instantly said because she was so thin

he says making me laugh so loud, that everyone in the restaurant turned to look at me. "I'm sorry," I blush, that was embarrassing. "Don't be, you're okay, laugh all you want and if they look at you, I'll stab them with my bat knives," he says and I laughed again, I couldn't help it. "What's your superpower?" I ask him, it's one of the most famous jokes about Batman. "I'm rich," he said and I laughed again, the waiter came toward our table and I was sure he was going to tell me off for laughing this loudly, this is an establishment and not a place for me to be laughing like this.

I re-focused on the road. My little sister didn't think of herself as beautiful, at all. She makes self-deprecating jokes frequently, calling herself "fat" or "chubby." I couldn't stand that, but I couldn't very well correct her the way I wanted to. Maybe she did carry a little more weight than she wanted to, but it didn't make her look ugly. The opposite in fact.

I pacified him and that made him cheer up as he thumped around in my head making me chuckle inwardly. “So this is your mate huh ? How pathetic’, Zang continued wickedly and taunted San. “Really San. I am amazed how do you even put up with his enormous flab and tiny weiner or is it that you have to top him all the time ?” Zang laughed even more wildly at his own jokes. Why the fuck does everyone assume that I have a small weiner ? It is not even scientific. Uneducated assholes.