I get not liking Hillary, I do, especially after some of the shady stuff in the Democratic primaries, but for the love of all that’s good, go out and vote for her. Clinton’s not the best, but she’s vastly more qualified than the irradiated, semi-sapient troll doll that is Trump. If both candidates are like being shot, then Clinton is being grazed with a rubber bullet, and Trump is taking a point-blank load of buckshot to the chest, reloading, and firing into a crowd at least twice.
Vote. For the love of all that’s good vote.
Just because Papi has been buried under nymphs, drones, and other assorted ‘lings, doesn’t mean she needs to get a bunch of asks asking if that extra love led to her putting on weight. Don’t even think of it. We do not need a super chunky cuddly Papi so someone else will have to relate the events of Canterlot.
Stop thinking of chubby Papi. Stop wanting it. It doesn’t need to happen.