Dear Stephen Moffat,
Your retconning fuckery and pulling plot twists out of your ass at the last second are bad enough, but your stupid, immature fatphobia is the worst. How was it necessary for Bill to say that she suddenly realized that the young woman she'd been giving extra chips to in the food line because she liked her was fat, so now she couldn't possibly find her attractive anymore.
When lameass fat jokes are all you've got, it means that:
A)You're a douchebag
B) You're unoriginal as all fuck.
In closing, see the finger, you halfassed hack.
Cie the Fat Ugly Old Bitch From Your Nightmares
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