Fat bitch
Friday (FBF) is a day of celebration for “chonksters” and freight train mommies. If a “bitch” has cottage
cheese, her glory shall be basked in on every damn
Friday of every damn week. Taking the phrase “I like some meat on my
bitches” literally, many men find great joy in counting the number of “honkers” they see from 12 AM to 11:
59 PM, and even create a sort of sport from it. If their thighs look like McChicken, you best BELIEVE us gentlemen want some on our plate. No girl tops the other, which is one of the slight advantages it has over WGW (see definition.) Every
Friday is a legal day to call a bitch out for being
fat, however, praising thick shmommies
may accumulate you bonus points to take her home and have her literally kill you with her thighs. Stuff your girl full of fryer grease, donuts, and fiber, because, well, who doesn’t love feasting on a fresh log, but most importantly, she needs to be ready for FBF! It’s fast approaching, so get out there with the knowledge you’ve learned and catch yourself a “thicc bih”. Or maybe make fun of her stupid obese weight (in pounds.)
