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Bless Up, Bruh, and Crazy: meet Waffles. Pic: Reddit u/invadergrimm @DrSmashlove Shout to all u thick ladies who DMed me saying you loved my last caption for supporting big girls ๐Ÿ˜. Yโ€™all sweet. Yโ€™all amazing. I love yโ€™all. But most importantly......YALL AINโ€™T OVERSIZED BRUH THAT CAPTION WASNโ€™T ABOUT YOU, STOP IT ๐Ÿ˜‚. U women donโ€™t get to be โ€œbigโ€ just because yโ€™all got a big chest and backside - yโ€™all thicky thicc! Thatโ€™s another type! Yโ€™all donโ€™t take no damn space on airplanes shut the hell up bruv yโ€™all wilding ๐Ÿ˜‚. Body positive my a$$ yโ€™all smol lmao. That caption was about BIG GIRLS - LET THEM HAVE THEY LIL MOMENT DAMMIT. It is however adorable asf that yโ€™all identify and have solidarity with big girls - itโ€™s high key inspiring - rather than look down on big women, u lock arms in sisterhood of thickness. Like Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants except this is Sisterhood of the Wondrous Thunderous Thighs ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‚. Go head with yโ€™all lovey dovey supportive a$$es bruv we are one human race. Thatโ€™s the only race I know. People always wanna talk about how women are catty and crazy ... somewhat accurate ... matter fact I gotta make a few calls to figure out which of my sisters hate each other on this particular day (cattiness and pettiness take no holidays lol) so I keep them separate at Thanksgiving but I digress ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ˜‚ ... examples of women being SUPPORTIVE and AMAZING abound, including this one. Big up yaselves women today yโ€™all are the real MVPs - BLESS UP ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚
Bless Up, Bruh, and Crazy: meet Waffles.
 Pic: Reddit u/invadergrimm
 @DrSmashlove
Shout to all u thick ladies who DMed me saying you loved my last caption for supporting big girls ๐Ÿ˜. Yโ€™all sweet. Yโ€™all amazing. I love yโ€™all. But most importantly......YALL AINโ€™T OVERSIZED BRUH THAT CAPTION WASNโ€™T ABOUT YOU, STOP IT ๐Ÿ˜‚. U women donโ€™t get to be โ€œbigโ€ just because yโ€™all got a big chest and backside - yโ€™all thicky thicc! Thatโ€™s another type! Yโ€™all donโ€™t take no damn space on airplanes shut the hell up bruv yโ€™all wilding ๐Ÿ˜‚. Body positive my a$$ yโ€™all smol lmao. That caption was about BIG GIRLS - LET THEM HAVE THEY LIL MOMENT DAMMIT. It is however adorable asf that yโ€™all identify and have solidarity with big girls - itโ€™s high key inspiring - rather than look down on big women, u lock arms in sisterhood of thickness. Like Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants except this is Sisterhood of the Wondrous Thunderous Thighs ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‚. Go head with yโ€™all lovey dovey supportive a$$es bruv we are one human race. Thatโ€™s the only race I know. People always wanna talk about how women are catty and crazy ... somewhat accurate ... matter fact I gotta make a few calls to figure out which of my sisters hate each other on this particular day (cattiness and pettiness take no holidays lol) so I keep them separate at Thanksgiving but I digress ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ˜‚ ... examples of women being SUPPORTIVE and AMAZING abound, including this one. Big up yaselves women today yโ€™all are the real MVPs - BLESS UP ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

Shout to all u thick ladies who DMed me saying you loved my last caption for supporting big girls ๐Ÿ˜. Yโ€™all sweet. Yโ€™all amazing. I love yโ€™al...

Bad, Beyonce, and Booty: If you don't pet him, you're a monster. Pic: reddit u/coal the slaw @DrSmashlove So yesterday I had about 12 hours of work to knock out and as the night got older, I had to leave the warm, familiar confines of my go-to Mom-and-Pop coffee joints that serve coffee made with love, care, affection and human warmth (and therefore close early so that they wonderful baristas can go act in plays and paint paintings and do other artsy tings that allow them to form doves and angels and birds in yo latte) and head to the barren desert land that is Starbucks, where they serve piping-hot burnt sludge-water brewed from the charcoal grains of Hell. Literally Starbucks got a long term supply agreement with Satan where they pay half they net revenue to ol dude with the red goat face and long tail and in return he supply them with coffee that shouldnโ€™t be served to maximum security prisoners bruv. BUT THEY OPEN 24-7 BECAUSE SATAN NEVER SLEEPS - HEโ€™S ALWAYS WREAKING HAVOC (except during Ramadan ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ˜‚). Anyway so Iโ€™m there and they got the nerve. The cot damn NERVE...to play a playlist where Jay and Beyoncรฉ are followed by Johnny Cash which is followed by โ€œTill the Lights Come Onโ€ by Sun Rai (I had to Google the lyrics. No offense Sun Rai u probably a star of some sort but ya music sound like booty cheeks NO OFFENSE ๐Ÿค—). Who did this? Who is RESPONSIBLE for this? In addition to obtaining they coffee supply from Satan, do they also let him hook up the playlists? How Iโ€™m pose to concentrate when yโ€™all playing Jakob Dylan followed by Echosmith? I have ADD. Is this playlist meant to melt the remaining shred of sanity I have? Yโ€™all serve coffee thatโ€™s stronger than bad cocaine and yโ€™all play music that is jarring, discordant and unharmonious - combine the two and I now have the subtle urge to punch a baby ๐Ÿค—. Yโ€™all absolutely some criminals for this lmao. Change that mermaid on ya cup to Lucifer because this is the last time I ever fux with yโ€™all devilish establishment - AWAY FROM ME, SATAN! ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚
Bad, Beyonce, and Booty: If you don't pet him, you're a monster.
 Pic: reddit u/coal the slaw
 @DrSmashlove
So yesterday I had about 12 hours of work to knock out and as the night got older, I had to leave the warm, familiar confines of my go-to Mom-and-Pop coffee joints that serve coffee made with love, care, affection and human warmth (and therefore close early so that they wonderful baristas can go act in plays and paint paintings and do other artsy tings that allow them to form doves and angels and birds in yo latte) and head to the barren desert land that is Starbucks, where they serve piping-hot burnt sludge-water brewed from the charcoal grains of Hell. Literally Starbucks got a long term supply agreement with Satan where they pay half they net revenue to ol dude with the red goat face and long tail and in return he supply them with coffee that shouldnโ€™t be served to maximum security prisoners bruv. BUT THEY OPEN 24-7 BECAUSE SATAN NEVER SLEEPS - HEโ€™S ALWAYS WREAKING HAVOC (except during Ramadan ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ˜‚). Anyway so Iโ€™m there and they got the nerve. The cot damn NERVE...to play a playlist where Jay and Beyoncรฉ are followed by Johnny Cash which is followed by โ€œTill the Lights Come Onโ€ by Sun Rai (I had to Google the lyrics. No offense Sun Rai u probably a star of some sort but ya music sound like booty cheeks NO OFFENSE ๐Ÿค—). Who did this? Who is RESPONSIBLE for this? In addition to obtaining they coffee supply from Satan, do they also let him hook up the playlists? How Iโ€™m pose to concentrate when yโ€™all playing Jakob Dylan followed by Echosmith? I have ADD. Is this playlist meant to melt the remaining shred of sanity I have? Yโ€™all serve coffee thatโ€™s stronger than bad cocaine and yโ€™all play music that is jarring, discordant and unharmonious - combine the two and I now have the subtle urge to punch a baby ๐Ÿค—. Yโ€™all absolutely some criminals for this lmao. Change that mermaid on ya cup to Lucifer because this is the last time I ever fux with yโ€™all devilish establishment - AWAY FROM ME, SATAN! ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

So yesterday I had about 12 hours of work to knock out and as the night got older, I had to leave the warm, familiar confines of my go-to Mo...