All men are enemies. All animals are comrades.

One of the main reasons I think I’d like to eventually get married is to make a “fat pact”

A fat pact is an agreed upon point in time that once reached both parties may officially “stop trying”. Any effort after this point to keep up physical appearance is strictly to not die/get diabetes. That point where both partners are so comfortable/familiar and know everything about how to work each others sex parts to optimum efficiency that looks are no longer even a factor in the dynamic of the relationship. 

  1. palindromepanda said: we need to talk.
  2. redwoodroots said: I’m currently in a fat pact with myself. It started when I was born.
  3. tank-commander said: BAHAHA
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