Clopety clop

Take off those fucking shoes. You sound like an elephant stomping down the hall. No one wants to hear you barging around the office, your stomach competing with your tits to lead the way. By the way, hun, no one likes to look at your bloated, distended rolls stuffed into your tight shirt. Just thought you should know. I'm sure the black drug rep that you throw yourself at enjoys the show, though. I hear they like desperate white girls. Especially loud ones with 4 kids. That is how many you have, isn't it? One more wouldn't hurt, especially if it's "biracial". I'm sure there's some sort of special welfare program you could qualify for. I hope you break a fat little ankle clomping around in those fuckers.