#puddin'

'It’s like, if I date a guy like him,' she continues, 'people will think, "Oh, of course, two fatties together. At least they’re not contaminating the gene pool with their fatness." And that just pisses me off. Then people see me with Bo, and they’re like, "Well, what kind of favor does he owe her to pretend he’s her boyfriend?"' Ellen groans, throwing her hands up in the air. 'Why can’t you just date whoever the *** you want—or no one!—without people making assumptions?' Willowdean sighs. 'I don’t know, but I appreciate your rage.' Ellen lays a fat kiss on her cheek. 'Anytime.'