An open letter to fat dudes.
Dear Fat Dudes,
Hey. How’s it going? You know, I’m a lady who likes ladies and men both, but I sort of felt like you needed a letter, guys. Summer’s coming, and for some of you, that means jumping in the pool with your t-shirt on and working outside for so long in the sun that your…
So, being a fat dude who does yardwork and occasionally goes swimming I’d point out that the decision to remove one’s shirt has little to do with personal comfort. Sometimes I leave it on ‘cus it’s sunny and I’ve had more than my share of sunburns, sometimes I take it off. There are times I’ll leave it on simply because I don’t feel like soaking up the abuse that day. To suggest a fat person should remove clothing to provide visual enjoyment for strangers doesn’t really cut it with me. Neither does referring to anyone over the age of three as “baby”. As for my sweaty body-hugging cotton, if I’m cutting the grass and someone I don’t know is ogling me for more than about five seconds I’m liable to angle the mower to shoot doggy doo-doo in their direction. My body does not exist for you.
i just plum love everything that comes outta this gent’s mouth. lachrimaestro is a wise owl.
(Source: youwon)
