OK, who thought it was funny to summon the sexual frustration demon to torment the feeder? Ha ha. Very funny. Good one. You fucker. My new young co-worker is putting on a ton of weight and, reader, I FUCKING CANNOT. His shirts don't fit and the buttons are straining. Strapping young lad, tall ex-jock type. His lovely big belly is just getting bigger and bigger and he walks around holding it. He just randomly said the other day he can't stop eating and my brain totally short circuited for a good hour - I came back online halfway through a meeting. Today he was eating the chocolates I brought in for the staffroom and just rubbing his belly looking so round and comfortable and ARRHG. No. Fuck. I'm not going to go for this. Nope, no.














