Call a girl beautiful 1000 times and she won’t notice. Call her fat once and she will never forget. That’s because elephants never forget.

Ctrl Alt delete my fat.

Dear food, either stop being so delicious or stop making me fat.

Why can’t my fat leave me like everything else does?

Wanted to update everybody on my diet. I’ve decided it’s okay to be fat.

She took all my money, called me fat, AND stabbed me in the arm. I hate doctor appointments.

Scientists say humans are the most evolved, but bears get to get fat all summer and then sleep for four months, so who’s really ahead.

Christmas combines two things I love the most, getting fat and lying to children.

Avocado is just green butter.

Being the forward-thinking person I am, I kept my winter fat through the summer.

I alway get the same thing every year for Christmas. Fat!

I like my Jims slim and my chances fat.

Christmas adverts: β€œEat all the food! Drink all the drink! Spoil yourself! It’s Christmas!” New year adverts: β€œLook at what you’ve done to yourself, you fat sack of shit!”

Finally my winter fat has gone. I now have spring rolls.

Can hardly wait until my winter fat turns into spring rolls.

The good old days, when you didn’t have to charge your watch and it didn’t constantly remind you how fat you were.

Wouldn’t it be nice if you could donate your own body fat to those who need it more urgently?

Too bad mosquitos are not into human fat the way they are into human blood.

I’m not fat. I just eat in advance.

The world would be a better place if mosquitoes sucked fat instead of blood.

Dear brain, please finally learn the difference between hunger and boredom. I’m getting fat.

Too young to retire, too poor to quit and too fat to strip – so let’s move on.

I’d be really slim if it wasn’t for birthdays, anniversaries, Easter, Christmas, Mother’s Day, weekends and me.

Being lazy has its advantages. I still have most of my winter fat from last year.

If dogs ever learn to talk, I want everyone to keep in mind that mine is a big fat liar.