I know two wrongs don't make a right, but I am going to name call anyway.
In high school, we had two major dances, the prom and the tea (which sophomores put on for seniors). So my senior year, I am at the tea, and this total white trash skanky sophomore (ok I know I am no better, but she did sleep with half the school and was already pregnant at the time), had the DJ play "baby got back" and dedicate it to me. Which he did.
I refused to leave or act upset, even though it tore me apart. I did however, go give the DJ a piece of my mind.
Now, according to what I hear through the grapevine, she is on welfare, has more baby daddies than I can count and is a hot mess.
I may still be fat (for now), but I have an amazing life where I travel the world, interact with celebrities, run my own charity and have men with IQs higher than their age interested in me.
So yeah, this baby has back, but I have a life she can only dream of, while her's peaked in high school. And mine will only get better as I lose weight.
Noooo, I am not a vindictive b*tch. lol