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Fattist
A person who subconsciously links overweight individuals as looking like the same famous person. I. E, Every full figured white girl looks like Adele.
Mom says to daughter about new sister n law, she looks like Adele. Daughter stunned, tells mom she’s a fattist.
Fattoo
Fattoo by BruceLeeTheDragon October 18, 2008
SHUSH FATTIES
"SHUUUUUUUUUUUUUSH FATTIES" *the world goes quite in realization that they have been called fatties but don't respond because they've been told to shush* SHUSH FATTIES is an expression used to easily get a bunch of people to stop talking.
SHUSH FATTIES by PigMacLord February 9, 2015
Fatting out
Being lazy and doing nothing, but enjoying the fact that you are -in fact- doing nothing; probably getting fatter because of it too.
"we are just fatting out tonight; watching a movie on DVD and eating some pizza. doing nothing but let it all fat out."
Fatting out by Slothy McSloth June 29, 2008
Fattock
A fattock is a rotund, larger friend within a social group that always eats too much and often orders the most food when eating out etc.
Simon: Marc, why have you ordered SO much food... it's 10am?
Marc: *insubordinate yelping and denial*
Simon: You're such a fucking fattock.
Marc: *insubordinate yelping and denial*
Simon: You're such a fucking fattock.
Fattock by mumpaidforthis August 19, 2014
red faction
Red Faction Intro:
Mars... I always thought of it as a romantic place, a planet of mystery and adventure.
I came here 6 months ago thinking it would be an escape from earth.
I wanted some time to think, to figure out what to do with my life.
A year in the Ultor mines seemed like a great way to straiten myself out... man was I a fool.
Life in the mines is hell. I haven't had a minute to myself since I got here.
You’re jammed 8 to a room; time sharing your bunks... conditions are barley livable.
And the guards are everywhere. Ultor doesn't care if we live or die.
We’re at the breaking point.
And then there's the plague killing off miners left and right.
When the man next to you dies before your eyes and your turn can come any minute.... it freaks you out.
No one knows where it came from or how to cure it.... or at least the miners don’t know.
Someone named EOS is putting up pamphlets in the barracks, claiming that Ultors' responsible for the plague.
The pamphlets urge minors to be ready for a revolt against Ultor.
A lot of miners are muttering, but nothing's come of it yet.
As bad as things are in the barracks, they're brutal down in the mines.
You spend 10 hours drenched in your own sweat in the envirosuit, grinding away at rock walls.
The guards make sure you work the whole shift... they enjoy their work way too much.
You get out of the driller after your shift is over and all you've done is dig yourself in a little deeper...
I don't know how long I can keep doing this...
Mars... I always thought of it as a romantic place, a planet of mystery and adventure.
I came here 6 months ago thinking it would be an escape from earth.
I wanted some time to think, to figure out what to do with my life.
A year in the Ultor mines seemed like a great way to straiten myself out... man was I a fool.
Life in the mines is hell. I haven't had a minute to myself since I got here.
You’re jammed 8 to a room; time sharing your bunks... conditions are barley livable.
And the guards are everywhere. Ultor doesn't care if we live or die.
We’re at the breaking point.
And then there's the plague killing off miners left and right.
When the man next to you dies before your eyes and your turn can come any minute.... it freaks you out.
No one knows where it came from or how to cure it.... or at least the miners don’t know.
Someone named EOS is putting up pamphlets in the barracks, claiming that Ultors' responsible for the plague.
The pamphlets urge minors to be ready for a revolt against Ultor.
A lot of miners are muttering, but nothing's come of it yet.
As bad as things are in the barracks, they're brutal down in the mines.
You spend 10 hours drenched in your own sweat in the envirosuit, grinding away at rock walls.
The guards make sure you work the whole shift... they enjoy their work way too much.
You get out of the driller after your shift is over and all you've done is dig yourself in a little deeper...
I don't know how long I can keep doing this...
red faction by sensfan19_15 May 19, 2007