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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