Lard Cakes

Fat Sister got her tic name a long time ago, when she was on a diet. Leftwing Idiot thought it would be funny to say ‘Fat Sister’ to me over and over until it became a tic.

This particular bit of tic-programming came back to bite him today when he told me he was worried about putting on weight. My tics pounced on this and I let fly with a tirade of insults:

“Lard cakes!”
“Lardy bum!”
“Don’t say Fat Sister, say Fat mate.”

Leftwing Idiot’s face flickered with shock and then he laughed.

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