:: All you needle is love ::

Monday, November 01, 2004

So I have a little weight problem. To be rotund is to be glorious, that's what Deng said. I wish I was like that girl who couldn't feel pain. All my classmates think my pain is amusing. My teacher shows no compassion. If the school district didn't mandate that she inoculate me, I don't think she'd even look my way. She ignores my ostracism and they way they taunt. Some day, I'll be a strike-breaker. I'll use my excessive mass to my advantage and crack the skulls of those little bastards as they try to prevent scabs from crossing the picket line. If things went sour I could flee to the outer provinces. A man can start over in the outer provinces.

Posted by morland @ 03:22 PM

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Mmmmmm, fat Asians.

Posted by: choistein on November 1, 2004 11:08 PM

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