Flabs at first sight

The weather was tranquil today. Perhaps the fatass has gone into a deep slumber.

Picture not to scale. (No scale can accommodate for the fatass)

Yesterday was quite the contrary, all that rain and fall!
The fatass sat by the window, with a pensive facial expression, keyboard at hand, thoughts wandering to places unexplored and wrote 'was it the weather pouring down or did a fatty I know take leap of faith into a nearby ocean?' I propose a round of applause for wit (who knew he had more than just a large appetite), but how disillusioned you are. Take a second to close your eyes..alternatively, pull down those shutter flabs on your forehead (victory victory curtains and blinds). Imagine what it would be like to leap into a deep blue sea. Now part those flabs aside like you would with curtains, and take in the scenery. It would appear that when you leaped into the ocean many years ago, you sunk to the bottom and have been rolling around ever since. Fatty boom boom is unable to float because all your body mechanisms are centered around consuming and digesting all in your path. (With that in mind, you would not have been able to see any fish or octopi at your doorstep because you have eaten the entire ecosystem). You see, between you and I, it is you who poses the bigger (note: BIGGER) threat to mankind. I'm thinking tsunamis, food shortages, durian dominance, earthquakes, the likes! But don't fret, I am positive you can benefit society in many ways. The great wall of Australia? Great Barrier Reef the Second? Mate, I could mow me crops with ya roly poly.


You aside, much thanks for recognising my 'pre cool' rendition of..whatever that thing is. You failed to mention that my artwork presented uncanny likeliness to Monet's.  The way I gradated those glasses.. it's absolutely exquisite! Oui Oui! Parfait! Soufle! I'd like to see you try.

With regards to my room, I like to think that I'm surrounded by the sun (whenever you're not covering it). And I'm quite okay with the walls. It really brings out the yellow in my skin.
I remain steady in my opinion that durians are derpy and smelly etc. But I commend you for coming to the defense of a fellow fatass. Durians in distress cannot be ignored. You gentle-fat-man. Do you take madam durian on romantic rolls across the beach? Before you submerge back into the water at night? Do you tell her she's not good enough as she is and only an ice cream will do? At least I don't lead her on! ALL THOSE NIGHTS YOU LEAVE HER ALONE. CRYING! UP IN THAT TREE! CHASITY SPIKES AND ALL. Love is pain - Big Bang

wtf am i saying, im not even pro-durian.