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Cows in denial I am looking at too much babat and i feel unwell.The nakedness of  human body can be equally gross as well as appealing.I am not aestethically challenged that i have to call these women cows.

No.Dont get me wrong.

Its perhaps an altruistic move on my part to protect the rest of the populace. They need saving from these state-of-graceless women. How can they wear those short short shorts and tummy revealing crochet tops is beyond me. Gimme the gag spoon!!Please! Maybe its a sign for me to relook my current wardrobe and throw out things that used to fit me.Maybe i give it to them. MAYBE MAYBE MAYBE, but the same thing will happen again.I will look at them and feel sorry for them. Not only do they not know how to pee without standing up, they also leave their mark on the seats for me to see and scream. Which is not the topic for today’s discussion. Today’s discussion is about women in the office and their really peculiar ways of wearing obscenely tight clothes to hide the fact that they are gaining weight. i love cows and its making me sad to use their beloved symbol to define these state-of-graceless-peculiar-haircuts-tight-underpants,tops-short-skirty women. I can see the bubbles on top of their head: ‘i look so good she can’t stop staring at me’  YADA YADA YADA.GET A GRIP.The only thing i see on top of your head is the big L. Go wear that bedsheet of yours.

Probably these women get their kicks out of being nasty to other smaller beings, meaning they are big and heavy and weigh probably 200 pounds.Floating on air is not an expression you would use on them after they have dissed the hell out of you. They wear clothes 2 sizes too small and carry a ‘kerchief. You actually need a towel to wipe those food stains off that big hoover of yous m’dear.

I dont have a problem with big girls, i’m no small turkey myself. I have a problem with big girls who think they are in fact small girls but Heaven has imposed a bigger birthday suit upon them. I see them sitting or rather perching on the chairs and narrowing their eyes on me.Hmm hmm hmm! I see those babats and i see them everyday! Rolls of meat beautifully hanging off those hipsters that werent made for the likes of you.And when you bend down its even more appetising.I ma not eating well because of you .. Boo hoo!

So i write, a blog, just like any other blog thats intended for the public eye.My thoughts.Supposed to be shared.With a million other people.As if i have nothing better to do.With my time.And if you did take the trouble to read this, then you would know.That you have just fallen into that category.Defined as time-waster.Go spend that company time on something more futile.Than reading my blog.I mean it.The more you read this the more you are wasting that poor man or woman’s electricity bills.Doing something you should not be doing in the first place.Reading a blog.As if.