One of you Datalounge Gays tried to help My Fat Daughter

The vicious reactions from My Fat Daughter’s 13 fans to this poor soul.

Ambassadress, is this the REAL story???

I like people who don't get captured

Would MM and MM be relatable to each other on a girlfriend date? I think Sussex would try to virtue shame her.

Of course not, r2.

My Fat Daughter went to a Red Lobster and demanded unlimited cheddar biscuits. When the server told My Fat Daughter this was not permitted because of the restaurant’s official policy, she started squealing-“I JOHN MCCAIN’S DAUGHTER, AND THE VOICE OF A GODDAMN GENERATION! GIMME THOSE BISCUITS NOW! I WANT TO SPEAK TO THE MANAGER!”

When the manager came over to diffuse the situation, My Fat Daughter grabbed a dirty steak knife from another table and held it io the manager’s neck-“SOMETIMES STUPID WAITERS WHO DON’T GIVE JOHN MCAIN’S DAUGHTER FREE FOOD GET CUT!” The staff brought an extra basket over and asked her to please drop the knife.

My Fat Daughter dropped the knife , then bit the manager on his arm, using her terrifyingly sharp teeth.

She then got on her Hoveround scooter, and lumbered into the kitchen at top speed, grabbing every basket of biscuits she could get off other diner’s tables and in the kitchen. “MINE,” she grunted, as she shoved each basket down her gullet.

The police and EMT were called. The manager was sent to the hospital for a rabies shot. The police arrested My Fat Daughter and put her in the back of a heavy duty paddy wagon capable of holding 2000 pounds of fat and outrage.

My Fat Daughter was then banned from all Red Lobsters in the country, by corporate decree. It has nothing to do with My Fat Daughter’s politics and everything to do with My Fat Daughter’s highly unpleasant demeanor.

I can’t imagine the feat of engineering behind that conception.

My Fat Daughter is also thrilled that George Santos is out of jail. Andy Cohen dropped My Fat Daughter for obvious reasons awhile ago, and My Fat Daughter was never friends with Lindsey Graham, who competed with My Fat Daughter to be John’s favorite loud, obese woman.

My Fat Daughter is desperate for a gay man who will watch The Real Housewives with her, and help her with her criminal fashion sense. I don’t think George Santos will come near My Fat Daughter and her rotund body without payment, however. And from the looks of George’s corpulent body, I could see him getting into a vicious physical fight with My Fat Daughter over a bucket of Extra Crispy KFC.

Also, My Fat Daughter doesn’t understand how Trump is a King. I don’t understand how My Fat Daughter can think she can fit into size 20 stretch pants, so I guess we are both confused.

Whoa. When I click on OP's image to see the entire picture, the thumbnails beneath were hardcore porn videos.

R8 I’m just losing her every day!

Ambassadress, I hope you are recovering quickly from your stroke last week. Meghan never mentioned it on Twitter, instead focusing on licking Trump's balls and spewing hateful words about Democrats. Has she been supportive and caring towards you during this time? How much will she inherit if you pass away?

[quote] Whoa. When I click on OP's image to see the entire picture, the thumbnails beneath were hardcore porn videos.

They are the other images OP has saved to their inbox account.

I apologize, r8. I should have selected”family safe content.

My Fat Daughter is no caregiver, r10. I begged My Good Son to keep My Fat Daughter away from Arizona while I recuperated.

My Good Son was able to convince My Fat Daughter it was best for her to stay home, thank goodness. He told My Fat Daughter that my greatest joy was listening to her podcast, and it would deeply depress me and delay my recovery if My Fat Daughter cancelled episodes of her podcast to visit me. And being the easily flattered simpleton she is, My Fat Daughter believed him.

I can’t stand My Fat Daughter’s podcast. My Fat Daughter’s voice is shrill and incredibly irritating, like nails on a chalkboard.

If she came to visit, My Fat Daughter would aggravate the nurses with her strident demands for food, for herself. The last time I was in the hospital, the nurse’s aide brought me dinner while My Fat Daughter was visiting, and she threatened to sit on the aide unless he handed over 6 of the dinner trays so she could snack on something light.

It always comes back to My Fat Daughter and food.