The girls were fat
Were they?
All they did was dance around and prove he’s too thin
They looked like regular women to me
You know what Hermes?
He wins he often wins he’s not wrong
Couldn’t imagine they put him to shame
Couldn’t imagine he put them for me
Just dancing
Just dancing
Lucky them
They got to be in the same room as him
I bet he knows their names
Or knew them for the entire shoot
How lucky for them
He’s watching me sidelong
Wasn’t it a positive message?
He asks
A little bit
But as he’s already proven, dear Messenger
He’s not interested in fat chicks
Could you stop?
Could he have said hello?
A sigh
As if every action you don’t do from now on can be reasoned with “Well Josh didn’t so why should I?”
Please stop being boring
Said the deity with the six pack.
He responded by disconnecting my headphones.
Dick.
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