This is some Miss Universe or Miss Universe contestant or something that gives her some ego and stamp of importance making her a shitty fuck, out on a walk in e Australia and I figured I’d post it because I am an advocator of chicks staying fit. Sure, I’m a fat fuck, but I don’t need my looks to get ahead because I don’t really care to get ahead. I’ve embraced my life in this rut that I will never get out of, I have come to terms with having a pretty horrible existence and a disgusting life and the only thing that really helps me get through it is high sugar foods. Some may say I emotionally eat, but I like to think that’s only something girls do, and I’m all fucking man. It’s a double standard that makes chicks like this, so it’s one I’d like to keep alive.

Remember if you are a fat piece of shit like me, all you have to do is make a lot of money and the bitches will come swooning, sure I don’t know that from experience, because making money takes too much effort and I’ve embraced my horrible life and let it fuel me, but I do know you don’t need to be fucking fit to make it happen, because girls are whores.

Jennifer Hawkins is some Miss Universe contestant from Australia and she’s now taken on work as a stripper, but not the conventional kind of stripper we love, the kind of stripper who pulls sheets of girls to unveil some kind of bikini or lingerie clothing line in some kind of promotional bullshit. I know that I am more into seeing girls strip girls in Spring Break videos because I don’t have the budget to go in person, or even the kind of stripping that involves a pole and private dances for 10 dollars a song, but I guess I am just old school and have trouble adapting to the changing times. Maybe that’s why I am scared to get off my salvation army couch, that’s seen a fair share of my ass and only cost me 40 dollars…this couch is cheaper than any woman ever has been and it’s much more supportive. I feel like you when you rationalize your relationship with a rubber vagina, see we do have so much in common.