🍗 Deathfat Amberlynn Reid - 600 pound pathological liar and U-Haul lesbian moving in with her next live-in maid/nurse/girlfriend.

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@Situation Type Deal Gorl I’m so sorry to hear this. This is not easy to live through, and sometimes harder for the family.

I am also questioning another aspect of her story; her interaction with the nurse practitioner. Basically, she went to a hospital with no appointment and with at a facility that has no record of being a patient. She had a nurse taken her vitals (110/70 under stress is amazing), then got someone to give her a prescription for an antigen test (CA125 is over $200 on the web), had a phlebotomist take blood, had it processed stat, and finally had the nurse called her the result. This does not make sense. I would imagine that she would have to pay for it, but since the facility has no record of her, how did they know what test to do? Take her word for it?

It is almost like she made up the story.
 
It is almost like she made up the story.
Ya think? More holes in her story than xtra bubbly Swiss Cheese.

But, that won't stop her for one fucking iota of trying to play it for shelf-ass pats.

I'm nearing Sitch Gorl level of frustration with this idiot cow. Slappy gonna need to tune out for a bit due to self-preservation instinct.
 
@Situation Type Deal Gorl been there babe, Mom had stage 4 liver cancer mets. I get it, been on the caregiver and care receiver end of cancer and by far the caregiveer role is way harder. HMU if you wanna vent. <3

Onto Amber, people know this chud is lying I mean this bish thought there were separate ER's in her story Scottie lmao
Amber aint suing shit, thats her pet Magilla Gorilla talking. She knows she didnt do what she was supposed to do, hell she wouldnt get routine blood work to check her liver/kidney function so she could stay on her medications for her mentulz.
 
@Situation Type Deal Gorl I'm so sorry about your mom, been there. Hugs.
Thanks for that video, I remember actually feeling some sympathy when she first posted that cancer video and now when I watched it I couldn't help bahahahaha literally out loud listening to her.
Eta- I can't believe this fat pig, who probably never even paid a dime to the surgeon, has the nerve to bad mouth a doctor that saved her life because she ate herself into cancer.
 
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Thanks, all y'all assholes.

Now. I wonder if that perfect little lovenest - where rain falls aplenty for the pluviophiles, and where they dine upon meals fit for a king or queen, where there are never any differences of opinions on....anything at all on this here planet, where they stay busy from dawn to dusk - would falter if Hamber could absolutely not convince her My Gorlfriend, Wipey, that yes, she had cancer, yes, she was a patient at that center, yes, she had at least one followup, yes, she fit in the CT bore for scans, yes, her bloodwok came back faster, than her hoovering a plate of orange chiken, yes, that bloodwork was perfect, yes, the NP said "Pffft! Gorl, don't be takin' that sheee-it, it gon kill you!"

Shorter version: just how much of a grifter is her My Gorlfriend, Wipey? Are her morals so low that she'd continue the charade of "Let's sue them and retire!" Or does she have even one iota of morality in her that this crosses the line. Philosophically, most people treat cancer shit as the third rail, and for good reason, since it's one of the most devastating things that can happen to people, and most people are not complete degenerates.

If the shit hit the fan in the "luxery" apartment over this, the meltdown would be epic/ And we'd need lots and lots of popcorn.

I'll just leave this here. Imagine this terror,

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Thanks, all y'all assholes.

Now. I wonder if that perfect little lovenest - where rain falls aplenty for the pluviophiles, and where they dine upon meals fit for a king or queen, where there are never any differences of opinions on....anything at all on this here planet, where they stay busy from dawn to dusk - would falter if Hamber could absolutely not convince her My Gorlfriend, Wipey, that yes, she had cancer, yes, she was a patient at that center, yes, she had at least one followup, yes, she fit in the CT bore for scans, yes, her bloodwok came back faster, than her hoovering a plate of orange chiken, yes, that bloodwork was perfect, yes, the NP said "Pffft! Gorl, don't be takin' that sheee-it, it gon kill you!"

Shorter version: just how much of a grifter is her My Gorlfriend, Wipey? Are her morals so low that she'd continue the charade of "Let's sue them and retire!" Or does she have even one iota of morality in her that this crosses the line. Philosophically, most people treat cancer shit as the third rail, and for good reason, since it's one of the most devastating things that can happen to people, and most people are not complete degenerates.

If the shit hit the fan in the "luxery" apartment over this, the meltdown would be epic/ And we'd need lots and lots of popcorn.

I'll just leave this here. Imagine this terror,

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Thank you sky daddy that welfare, trailer park, meth heads genetics have been stopped thanks to totally real cancer.
 
As my mother was diagnosed with cancer on Friday - perhaps Stage 4, pending results on a liver biopsy - my anger will keep me going against this colossal waste of space on this fair earth. It's also the reason I've been so salty about Hamber's tall tales of late, and I apologize in full for my behavior toward everyone these past few days. I'll offer no excuses, as that's entirely on me, and I'll try my best to keep in mind that this bitch, in the grand scheme of things, is merely the sideshow freak of the modern, online, carnival, and none of that should spill over onto all of you, my fellow assholes.
For real man, I'm really sorry about your mom, really wishing her the best.
 
She'd kill a kid if she had one.
Wasn't there one of those "I didn't know I was pregnant" episodes where the mom was super fat and basically had her kid in a parkinglot because she thought she just had a really painful long fart/queef or something and the kid ended up in the space under the dash with the foot pedals?

I imagine it'd be like that where Amber is going to take a squat on one of her poor overworked sofas, squirt the kid out and immediately sit on it killing it instantly.
 
Only an absolute incurable narcissist would want an identical mini version of themselves. That's indisputable proof that all of her self effacements are a contrived act meant to elicit (hello correct homophone) ass pats and sympathy, because who would wish on a child all of muh mental illnesses, anxieties, depresshuns, addictions, and fat. Amber really does think she's perfection and laments she can never bless the world with another one of her.

That's really one of the most revealing things she's ever said.
 
Fucking cringe
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You would be more independent and in a different place in your life if you were a leader. You literally live in any state any fake GF lives in
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Just my opinion: Jade and Becky are equal in weight and attractiveness
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did you read about her lying about working a 9-5 while being in college lmao

BITCH WHERE?

I love how she makes it sound as if she shares any kind of common experience with the average viewer. "I'm just like any one of you peons people! I worked a regular job (for a little bit)! I went to college (for one semester, and didn't even finish that)!"

Stop thinking up these bullshit questions to yourself. No one cares.
 
Thanks, all y'all assholes.

Now. I wonder if that perfect little lovenest - where rain falls aplenty for the pluviophiles, and where they dine upon meals fit for a king or queen, where there are never any differences of opinions on....anything at all on this here planet, where they stay busy from dawn to dusk - would falter if Hamber could absolutely not convince her My Gorlfriend, Wipey, that yes, she had cancer, yes, she was a patient at that center, yes, she had at least one followup, yes, she fit in the CT bore for scans, yes, her bloodwok came back faster, than her hoovering a plate of orange chiken, yes, that bloodwork was perfect, yes, the NP said "Pffft! Gorl, don't be takin' that sheee-it, it gon kill you!"

Shorter version: just how much of a grifter is her My Gorlfriend, Wipey? Are her morals so low that she'd continue the charade of "Let's sue them and retire!" Or does she have even one iota of morality in her that this crosses the line. Philosophically, most people treat cancer shit as the third rail, and for good reason, since it's one of the most devastating things that can happen to people, and most people are not complete degenerates.

If the shit hit the fan in the "luxery" apartment over this, the meltdown would be epic/ And we'd need lots and lots of popcorn.

I'll just leave this here. Imagine this terror,

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The key here is "that she gave birth to". She also once wanted a pet cat. but not the pet cat that someone else had picked out and loved. No. She wanted a cat that SHE picked. If wifey has a daughter you might as well name her Gracie cus that bitch getting left in a dumpster in a glad bag.

If wifey was having a a son it'd be coathangered out so fast. Yeah i'm pretty sure Amber would choose abortion based on the sex of the child...
 
Hamber would be a grossly abusive Mother.
She'd be controlling, strip the child of all their privacy, call them names and guilt them (like her girlfriends, remember how she admitted to saying bullshit like ''you'd do this for me if you loved me!"), she'd force upon them an awful relationship with food, she'd isolate them from friends and anyone who didn't lick her own cottage cheese arse. There'd be no regular health check ups, no fun experiences, nothing she could teach them outside of how to be a cunt. Their head would be filled with so much flaky bullshit about everything, manners, diet, health, relationships, sexuality etc. All bullshit that'd fuck with a kids head.

Any child in her care would have so many emotional issues not due to mental illness but purely being ''raised'' by a raging ego maniac who has no idea what love means. Fatty is so delusional to even pretend that she would have any capabilities as a parent. She's living in her own poorly written Wattpad fuckfest.

If having a baby truly meant anything to this twat, she would have worked on her self imposed physical grotesqueness and her dramatised ''mentalzzzz'' but she didn't because sod being self aware when you can simply flounce around as the KuhWeen of Perfection who now has such a tragic backstory of not only ''abuse'' but the loss of her womb, poor you.

It's the only good thing her body has gifted to the world, no children to suffer at her stubby beetus hands.
 
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