Maddy Dave Rin
Owners of the universe

Stop wearing skinny clothes fatboy.  

Spandex and cellulite don't mix.

Imagine waiting in a long McDonalds line for your delicious fat filled goodness when an unexpected solar eclipse causes you to shield your eyes, only then to discover that it is not a solar eclipse, not even something remotely THAT awesome, but the silhouette of a figure so fat against the shine that emits from the checkout-chicks forehead. The solar eclipse very quickly turns into a thousand pins embedding themselves into my brain as I discover thighs of spam consistency so gracefully clad in biker shorts. I had just met camel toe's fugly cousin.
And so I find myself now, insides still twitching and wondering why people would EVER wear things that don't suit their...... "body image of choice". Namely, the fat and ugly exiting the house in skin tight garments in desperate hopes of getting snatched off the streets so they can later in life write a biography 'the life of a sexual assault victim' - perhaps their only achievement as a human entity (even though everyone knows it's harder to kidnap fat chicks)

point aside: if you're a fatty and you know it (if you don't, wise up) don't EVER think you look good in the following:
lycra
spandex
mini skirts
tank tops
If your friends let you leave the house in a tiny bright green tube dress, they are not your friends, they are insecure bitches who have you around so they can feel better about their own budding weight problem. Getting a fucking sense and buy a fat-man dress, and perhaps a paper bag for your face while you're at it, the McDonalds staff would appreciate it if they could kill you slowly without having to see an illegal amount of crack sticking out of the size 14 jeans that TOTALLY fit you. It is also a fact (cit. needed) that the opposite sex does not find 'puppy fat' attractive, if it hang over the top of your pants like a sunken-muffin, it's a little more advanced than 'puppy fat', more like..... 'dog fat' or 'old-mutt fat'.... yeah, I like that.
all in all, don't try and defend your fat ass by saying 'it's so hard to find cloths that fit me these days!' because the clothing industry HAS been catering for your wide behind, and if there is one chain store that doesn't, you boycott them until they do. (yet you still persist to wear their teeny cloths. Go figure) You all might as well spray-paint your cloths on.