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Re: I'm A Douche
« Reply #117 on: May 26, 2009, 05:27:00 PM »
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You could start a company to facilitate just these types of benefits for all men... fat, not so fat, and thinnies aspiring to be fat.
Wow, thinnies? Is that what they call us? It never dawned on me that we could be defamed for being "at" weight.
We are all "at" weight.... we're just "at" different weights...
Actually, a "thinny" is a toothpick fucker that hardly has enough muscle mass to move around let alone engage in hand-to-hand.

Those that fall between thinny and not as fat are those that meet the scientific definition of "will fall into a fatty or thinny category before death."

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Re: I'm A Douche
« Reply #116 on: May 26, 2009, 05:17:00 PM »
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You could start a company to facilitate just these types of benefits for all men... fat, not so fat, and thinnies aspiring to be fat.
Wow, thinnies? Is that what they call us? It never dawned on me that we could be defamed for being "at" weight.
We are all "at" weight.... we're just "at" different weights...
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Re: I'm A Douche
« Reply #115 on: May 26, 2009, 04:58:00 PM »
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You could start a company to facilitate just these types of benefits for all men... fat, not so fat, and thinnies aspiring to be fat.
Wow, thinnies? Is that what they call us? It never dawned on me that we could be defamed for being "at" weight.
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Re: I'm A Douche
« Reply #114 on: May 26, 2009, 03:43:00 PM »
I love this fucking thread! It's the best fucking thread ever! Fuck!
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Re: I'm A Douche
« Reply #113 on: May 26, 2009, 03:29:00 PM »
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Quote from: SWJ
Why Being Fat Is Awesome

First of all, I'm not fat.

Anymore.

But sometimes I wish I was because fat people get all the breaks.

1.  Fatillacs

You know those go-carts that you never get to use at Wal-Mart...?

Those are awesome.

If I was a big tub of goo, I'd get to drive one of those without people thinking I was just too lazy to walk.

And I'd drive that fucker like the General Lee.

2.  Pants.

My pants are uncomfortable.

But if I was fat, my pants would be awesome.

They'd be made out of soft, bath towel material and they would have a big puffy elastic waistband.

I wouldn't need pockets either, because my Hover-Round would have a basket on the front for my shit.

3.  Shoes.

Really fat people are like babies.

They just wear their socks everywhere they go.

That's awesome.

I suppose that once you eat your way past 350 lbs, you just think, "Fuck it.  Shoes are over-rated."

Plus, you don't walk anywhere anyway.

4.  Buffet.

If I was huge, "buffet" would be my third favorite word, right after "sponge" and "bath".

The buffet was invented specifically for big fat dudes.

I would perceive each trip to the buffet a competition to see if I could screw the restaurant.

I would imagine the dining room manager sweating it because he would know that I Bring The Shit.

Golden Corral would fear me.

5.  My Chair.

If I was fat, my wife would let me put my chair right next to the window in our house.

It's like an unspoken rule that you have to let fat people sit next to the window.

You kind of feel bad for them because they can't get up and walk around.

So you park them next to the window so they can see out.

That would rule.

Plus, no one would ever sit in my chair but me.

First of all, I would never get up.

And second, even if I did, my chair would be so disgusting that no one would dare step to my shit.

It would be like my chair had an invisible force-field made of dried ketchup and cookie crumbs.

5.  Slaves.

If you're two-tons of fun, everyone automatically becomes your personal slave just by natural selection.

You're too fat to do anything for yourself and people feel bad for you.

I would take advantage of that.

I'd have skinny people bustling all over the place, getting me hot dogs, taking my socks on and off, and shit like that.

And if they ever complained I'd just tell them not to hate the player.


Anyway, I know that fat people get a bad rap and they kind of complain a lot about not being treated like equals and stuff like that.

But they should own that shit.

I'd love to have two seats all to myself on every plane ride.
As usual, i say your talents are being wasted.

Head to Hollywood.

Your shit is too funny.
Agreed.

SWJ, your posts are absolutely hilarious... AND there is continuity to boot.

Remember the bathroom of your dreams? Well, being FAT just fits right into the entire scheme. 'crackup'

You could start a company to facilitate just these types of benefits for all men... fat, not so fat, and thinnies aspiring to be fat.

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Re: I'm A Douche
« Reply #112 on: May 26, 2009, 01:35:00 PM »
"It's like an unspoken rule that you have to let fat people sit next to the window."

Jesus Fucking Christ. Laughed hard to self. Real funny.

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Re: I'm A Douche
« Reply #111 on: May 26, 2009, 09:01:00 AM »
Quote from: SWJ
Why Being Fat Is Awesome

First of all, I'm not fat.

Anymore.

But sometimes I wish I was because fat people get all the breaks.

1. Fatillacs

You know those go-carts that you never get to use at Wal-Mart...?

Those are awesome.

If I was a big tub of goo, I'd get to drive one of those without people thinking I was just too lazy to walk.

And I'd drive that fucker like the General Lee.

2. Pants.

My pants are uncomfortable.

But if I was fat, my pants would be awesome.

They'd be made out of soft, bath towel material and they would have a big puffy elastic waistband.

I wouldn't need pockets either, because my Hover-Round would have a basket on the front for my shit.

3. Shoes.

Really fat people are like babies.

They just wear their socks everywhere they go.

That's awesome.

I suppose that once you eat your way past 350 lbs, you just think, "Fuck it. Shoes are over-rated."

Plus, you don't walk anywhere anyway.

4. Buffet.

If I was huge, "buffet" would be my third favorite word, right after "sponge" and "bath".

The buffet was invented specifically for big fat dudes.

I would perceive each trip to the buffet a competition to see if I could screw the restaurant.

I would imagine the dining room manager sweating it because he would know that I Bring The Shit.

Golden Corral would fear me.

5. My Chair.

If I was fat, my wife would let me put my chair right next to the window in our house.

It's like an unspoken rule that you have to let fat people sit next to the window.

You kind of feel bad for them because they can't get up and walk around.

So you park them next to the window so they can see out.

That would rule.

Plus, no one would ever sit in my chair but me.

First of all, I would never get up.

And second, even if I did, my chair would be so disgusting that no one would dare step to my shit.

It would be like my chair had an invisible force-field made of dried ketchup and cookie crumbs.

5. Slaves.

If you're two-tons of fun, everyone automatically becomes your personal slave just by natural selection.

You're too fat to do anything for yourself and people feel bad for you.

I would take advantage of that.

I'd have skinny people bustling all over the place, getting me hot dogs, taking my socks on and off, and shit like that.

And if they ever complained I'd just tell them not to hate the player.


Anyway, I know that fat people get a bad rap and they kind of complain a lot about not being treated like equals and stuff like that.

But they should own that shit.

I'd love to have two seats all to myself on every plane ride.
As usual, i say your talents are being wasted.

Head to Hollywood.

Your shit is too funny.
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Re: I'm A Douche
« Reply #110 on: May 26, 2009, 07:37:00 AM »
Why Being Fat Is Awesome

First of all, I'm not fat.

Anymore.

But sometimes I wish I was because fat people get all the breaks.

1. Fatillacs

You know those go-carts that you never get to use at Wal-Mart...?

Those are awesome.

If I was a big tub of goo, I'd get to drive one of those without people thinking I was just too lazy to walk.

And I'd drive that fucker like the General Lee.

2. Pants.

My pants are uncomfortable.

But if I was fat, my pants would be awesome.

They'd be made out of soft, bath towel material and they would have a big puffy elastic waistband.

I wouldn't need pockets either, because my Hover-Round would have a basket on the front for my shit.

3. Shoes.

Really fat people are like babies.

They just wear their socks everywhere they go.

That's awesome.

I suppose that once you eat your way past 350 lbs, you just think, "Fuck it. Shoes are over-rated."

Plus, you don't walk anywhere anyway.

4. Buffet.

If I was huge, "buffet" would be my third favorite word, right after "sponge" and "bath".

The buffet was invented specifically for big fat dudes.

I would perceive each trip to the buffet a competition to see if I could screw the restaurant.

I would imagine the dining room manager sweating it because he would know that I Bring The Shit.

Golden Corral would fear me.

5. My Chair.

If I was fat, my wife would let me put my chair right next to the window in our house.

It's like an unspoken rule that you have to let fat people sit next to the window.

You kind of feel bad for them because they can't get up and walk around.

So you park them next to the window so they can see out.

That would rule.

Plus, no one would ever sit in my chair but me.

First of all, I would never get up.

And second, even if I did, my chair would be so disgusting that no one would dare step to my shit.

It would be like my chair had an invisible force-field made of dried ketchup and cookie crumbs.

5. Slaves.

If you're two-tons of fun, everyone automatically becomes your personal slave just by natural selection.

You're too fat to do anything for yourself and people feel bad for you.

I would take advantage of that.

I'd have skinny people bustling all over the place, getting me hot dogs, taking my socks on and off, and shit like that.

And if they ever complained I'd just tell them not to hate the player.


Anyway, I know that fat people get a bad rap and they kind of complain a lot about not being treated like equals and stuff like that.

But they should own that shit.

I'd love to have two seats all to myself on every plane ride.
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Re: I'm A Douche
« Reply #109 on: May 23, 2009, 06:55:00 AM »
Quote from: SWJ
To the Man-Lady at Lowes

Dear Dude,

I noticed you the other day as I was paying for a liter of Drano and a roll of duct tape.

You were obviously anxious to help me, but I hope you'll forgive the fact that it was all I could do to refrain from shrieking wildly and punching you in the crotch.

You startled me, that's all.

Your attempt to appear in public as a "passable" woman was weak and pathetic.

You need to get your shit together.

It's not that you purposefully did anything wrong -

It's just that there are a couple of tips that you might want to consider in order to reach your full potential as a dignified "woman":

1. Shave your back.

I know it's tough to reach back there, but you really need to shave that shit.

I realize that you probably thought that the make-up you put on with a paint-sprayer would detract from people noticing.

Guess what.

I noticed, dude.

And it wasn't cool.

Guys don't dig chicks with tufts of back hair sticking out of the neck of their frilly tank-tops.

Trust me.

2. Tape your junk.

Your package is obvious.

You really should tape it to your chassis or something, to achieve that feminine look that you desire.

It is, to say the least, disconcerting for a dude to realize that the girl waiting on him in line has a boner.

3. Shop at Fashion Bug.

Fashion Bug, as you may know, has "fun and affordable clothing for women in plus sizes".

While you're technically not a woman, you definitely qualify as a "plus size".

Although I appreciate the fact that you were wearing a mini-skirt, there was nothing "mini" about that shit.

What did you do, sew two or three of them together...?

Even if you're not going to admit that you're a man, at least own your bigness.

4. Nair is awesome.

Building on Item #1, you should look into Nair.

In fact, you should take a bath in that shit.

Your five-o-clock shadow is decidedly unattractive and it makes you look like Mr. Slate from The Flinstones.

Not cool.

I realize that your look could probably be qualified as "tranny-casual" but you need to go all out.

5. Don't Talk.

At all.

Ever.



I am unsure as to whether or not Lowe's has adopted a fairness-through-equality doctrine in hiring sloppily dressed transvestites, but count me the fuck out.

If you're going to be a girl with a fuselage, at least be hot.
I'll be go-tah-hell! I'm in Pennsylvania, just west of Philly and I had EXACTLY the same experience in my local Lowes about a month ago (I think his name was "Rachel")! So I checked SWJ's profile and was dissappointed to see that you live 6 hours away.

So that raises the question: did this employee recently transfer from PA to MA, or, perhaps more likely, has Lowes begun an affirmative action policy of hiring as many tranny man-ladies as possible so as to correct the many wrongs that heterosexual males have perpetrated upon them over the years?

Maybe it's time for KTC to open up a "Tranny Man-Lady Lowes Employee Sightings" forum to answer this timeless conundrum.
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Re: I'm A Douche
« Reply #108 on: May 22, 2009, 03:47:00 PM »
Pure genius...
IT GETS EASIER!!

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Re: I'm A Douche
« Reply #107 on: May 22, 2009, 03:28:00 PM »
hahahahahahah man keep working on it there is no doubt it will just "happen" one day!!



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Re: I'm A Douche
« Reply #106 on: May 22, 2009, 03:10:00 PM »
Quote from: SWJ
Super Powers

All my life, I've been on the lookout for super powers.

I keep waiting for the accident or the bug bite that's going to make me a super hero.

And the other day, I think it started.

What happened was, I noticed this spot on my finger that, when you touch it, sends like an electric shock from one end to the other.

Kind of like nerve damage or something.

So I've been pointing at people and rubbing it.

I keep hoping that maybe electricity will fly out of it and shock someone, and maybe even blow their shoes right off.

It hasn't happened yet though.

My wife asked me what I was doing in church the other day.

"Why do you keep rubbing your finger like that?" she whispered.

"Because I think I finally got super powers," I said.

"I think maybe lightning is about to shoot out of my finger."

"Well, stop pointing it at people," she said.

She gets it.

She knows that one of these days, something awesome is going to happen and then I'll be able to fly or some shit like that.

But for right now, I'm trying to develop my new talent, which hasn't been going very well so far.

She keeps catching me pointing at her.

I'll keep you posted.
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Re: I'm A Douche
« Reply #105 on: May 22, 2009, 02:56:00 PM »
Quote from: SWJ
Super Powers

All my life, I've been on the lookout for super powers.

I keep waiting for the accident or the bug bite that's going to make me a super hero.

And the other day, I think it started.

What happened was, I noticed this spot on my finger that, when you touch it, sends like an electric shock from one end to the other.

Kind of like nerve damage or something.

So I've been pointing at people and rubbing it.

I keep hoping that maybe electricity will fly out of it and shock someone, and maybe even blow their shoes right off.

It hasn't happened yet though.

My wife asked me what I was doing in church the other day.

"Why do you keep rubbing your finger like that?" she whispered.

"Because I think I finally got super powers," I said.

"I think maybe lightning is about to shoot out of my finger."

"Well, stop pointing it at people," she said.

She gets it.

She knows that one of these days, something awesome is going to happen and then I'll be able to fly or some shit like that.

But for right now, I'm trying to develop my new talent, which hasn't been going very well so far.

She keeps catching me pointing at her.

I'll keep you posted.

Question: Is the sensation coming from your middle finger? If so, that my be why your wife is upset about you pointing at her!


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Re: I'm A Douche
« Reply #104 on: May 22, 2009, 02:45:00 PM »
Super Powers

All my life, I've been on the lookout for super powers.

I keep waiting for the accident or the bug bite that's going to make me a super hero.

And the other day, I think it started.

What happened was, I noticed this spot on my finger that, when you touch it, sends like an electric shock from one end to the other.

Kind of like nerve damage or something.

So I've been pointing at people and rubbing it.

I keep hoping that maybe electricity will fly out of it and shock someone, and maybe even blow their shoes right off.

It hasn't happened yet though.

My wife asked me what I was doing in church the other day.

"Why do you keep rubbing your finger like that?" she whispered.

"Because I think I finally got super powers," I said.

"I think maybe lightning is about to shoot out of my finger."

"Well, stop pointing it at people," she said.

She gets it.

She knows that one of these days, something awesome is going to happen and then I'll be able to fly or some shit like that.

But for right now, I'm trying to develop my new talent, which hasn't been going very well so far.

She keeps catching me pointing at her.

I'll keep you posted.
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Re: I'm A Douche
« Reply #103 on: May 15, 2009, 04:01:00 PM »
Quote from: SWJ
To the Man-Lady at Lowes

Dear Dude,

I noticed you the other day as I was paying for a liter of Drano and a roll of duct tape.

You were obviously anxious to help me, but I hope you'll forgive the fact that it was all I could do to refrain from shrieking wildly and punching you in the crotch.

You startled me, that's all.

Your attempt to appear in public as a "passable" woman was weak and pathetic.

You need to get your shit together.

It's not that you purposefully did anything wrong -

It's just that there are a couple of tips that you might want to consider in order to reach your full potential as a dignified "woman":

1. Shave your back.

I know it's tough to reach back there, but you really need to shave that shit.

I realize that you probably thought that the make-up you put on with a paint-sprayer would detract from people noticing.

Guess what.

I noticed, dude.

And it wasn't cool.

Guys don't dig chicks with tufts of back hair sticking out of the neck of their frilly tank-tops.

Trust me.

2. Tape your junk.

Your package is obvious.

You really should tape it to your chassis or something, to achieve that feminine look that you desire.

It is, to say the least, disconcerting for a dude to realize that the girl waiting on him in line has a boner.

3. Shop at Fashion Bug.

Fashion Bug, as you may know, has "fun and affordable clothing for women in plus sizes".

While you're technically not a woman, you definitely qualify as a "plus size".

Although I appreciate the fact that you were wearing a mini-skirt, there was nothing "mini" about that shit.

What did you do, sew two or three of them together...?

Even if you're not going to admit that you're a man, at least own your bigness.

4. Nair is awesome.

Building on Item #1, you should look into Nair.

In fact, you should take a bath in that shit.

Your five-o-clock shadow is decidedly unattractive and it makes you look like Mr. Slate from The Flinstones.

Not cool.

I realize that your look could probably be qualified as "tranny-casual" but you need to go all out.

5. Don't Talk.

At all.

Ever.



I am unsure as to whether or not Lowe's has adopted a fairness-through-equality doctrine in hiring sloppily dressed transvestites, but count me the fuck out.

If you're going to be a girl with a fuselage, at least be hot.
just awesome...


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