Lois ...

2021-05-06

You can't spell love without LO
You can't spell is without IS ...

Likely a remnant from my fantasy prone youth, I often indulge in adult animation to escape the harsh realities of living in a libtard dumb ass democrat infested country. It's amazing to think that in reality some of those characters I watch are individuals I would want to kill were they real life entities. Of all the many animated characters I've watched over the years I think I like Lois Griffin better than the rest by far.

Lois Patrice Pewterschmidt Griffin is the cartoon wife of Peter Griffin and mother of Meg, Chris and Stewie Griffin. Lois lives at 31 Spooner Street with her family and Brian, their anthropomorphic dog who wants to fornicate with her in the worse kind of way. I've always had an issue with this type of interspecies anthropomorphic schtick ... but that's another story. Lois is currently a full time mom who keeps house and teaches piano as a sideline.

She was brought up in a wealthy family with her sister, Carol. They also have an older brother, Patrick, who ended up in a mental asylum after becoming a serial killer.

Lois met Peter when he was a fat towel boy working at her great aunt Marguerite's country club in Newport, Rhode Island.

Her father, Carter Pewterschmidt, is extremely rich from many business concerns and cannot stand Peter making rude comments at each opportunity. It is likely due to the fact that she is unashamedly intimate with this big fat blivet he cannot stand.

Her mother, Barbara 'Babs' Hebrewberg Pewterschmidt maintains an uppity facade for the benefit of her husband, but is actually a down to earth, pleasant, and intelligent woman of culture who doesn't wear her heart upon her sleeve.

Some of Lois' proclivities and sexual innuendo are rather unabashed and positively shocking in nature as evidenced by many of her public revelations. She also has quite the dark side to her personality which surfaces intermittently. Peter seems to unintentionally do his absolute best to be a thorn in her side pissing her off at each and every opportunity.

I like Lois because she is a taut comely New England yankee gal who likes fat guys.

I know other women who don't particularly like fat guys per se but do like me — even though I am fat — because of who I am, how I comport myself, my attention to matters of personal upkeep, how I relate to them, and what I can do in multiple spheres of existence.
Lois may be a cartoon, but she is also a fat guy purist and being who I am I've always found that appealing.