Decipher:
About 15 yearsago, I was visiting my regular bar. Always at saturdaynight. I was one of the regulars. At one night I was sitting at the bar, next to a fat girl. Just talking, having a drink together. At one point that night 4 guys (none regulars) came in quite loudly and started calling names at the fat girl next to me. That is where I stoot up and replied to the guys that she was a nice AND BEAUTIFUL girl. Other regulars, were suprised, but choose our side and in the end the 4 bullies left.
The next week, I got questions. Not weird ones, just trying to get to know e better and learning that some guys like blond, others dark hair, some guys like big boobs and others not and also that I'm of those guys who fancy fat women more that skinny women. So at once all the regulars knew about my preference for fat women and they accepted it, maybe not their choice, but it belonged to me.
It happened after that, when on a friday a fat girl came into the bar, I got a message, that I had to come.
That's hilarious.
I was talking to my mom the other day, going down memory lane. Apparently, when I was a kid, I told her I liked teddy bears because they are soft and fuzzy. And then she said, "I guess that translates to your taste in men."
And I couldn't say anything about it because I literally call my soft, fuzzy partner "cuddle bear."
Mom's be knowing things.