Posted by: rudekitty | September 21, 2009

Tasteless at Wal-mart

Wal-Mart hookers apparently tend towards the, err, ‘stocky’:

Work it, sugar!

Work it, sugar!


Oh what the fuck. Like pretty much everybody else you see in Wal-Mart, she’s fat. And has all the taste in clothing of a transvestite hooker prettying him/herself up for the nightly trade. But I’ll bet you ten cans of tuna that she’s traipsing down that sidewalk outside of Wally World saying to herself, “I feel pretty!”. If there’s anything Americans are great at, it’s that whole self-esteem bullshit, where total fucking losers are taught, “I’m special!”. Can’t do fucking shit, got a health care system that kills more people than it saves, space shuttles that blow up like goddamned roman candles, but hey, they got self esteem out the fucking wazoo. So this fat bitch is traipsing down the sidewalk saying to herself, “I’m special! I’m pretty!” No honey, you’re not special, you’re a fucking fat ugly-ass moron, ok thnx?

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