Carli Thomas Is a Fat Whore
The thing about the internet is that – it makes shit permanent. Carli, you might think this episode of your life was safely purged from the annals, but we wouldn’t let that happen now will we? Enjoy this from the UCSD Winter 2011 issue of The Koala

There comes a time in every sororstitutes life where someone she once thought she trusts crosses her. It doesn’t always have to be something egregious, it can be something as simple as “I told everyone you have pimples on your ass, you fat slut” or “I fucked your boyfriend while I was on my period before you blew him yesterday, you fat slut” or some other combination wherein the ex-friend basically calls her a pudgy slag while acting like, well, a pudgy slag.
In this episode of “Whores of Our Lives” however, the square- chinned, thick-necked uppity skank named in GIANT FUCKING LETTERS up there has something somewhat more sinister to hide. According to one of her ex-sisters at Chi Blow, Carli “Portly AND Stout” Thomas has the gift that keeps on giving. That’s right, first of all 1) She’s not actually a man, as that John Wayne jawline would suggest and 2) Some guy (who obviously gets around) actually managed to imbibe enough alcohol to sleep with her, yet didn’t die of alcohol poisoning in the process. While we here at the Koala don’t wrap it or even pay attention to the state of aliveness of the things we stick our genitals in/on, it’s kind of ironic that we’re spending the $450 allocated to us to print thousand upon thousands of copies of paper that basically say, “Carli Thomas, while a homely unfuckable bovine before, isn’t even worth a drunken sportfuck now.”
While we’re on the subject of whores, I’ve got to say it’s with guarded optimism that I’m all juiced about this new trend in pop music where it’s totally okay for girls to get shitfaced drunk and be skanks. I’m really only talking about Ke$ha because I don’t leave my cave for long enough to know about anything other than the most obvious pop culture references. In the past, songs used to be about like “I’ll lick your lollipop if you help the little man in the boat” and now it’s like “I’M DRINKING POPOV FOR BREAKFAST, FUCK ME.” I say guarded optimism because I worry all this is going to do is embolden the girls who are already sluts to just have an even greater sense of self-importance. Remember that annoying bottle- blonde at the last whatever-whatever-whatever rush event that got fucking shitshow wasted and demanded you give her your drink? Now her closet-freak friend is going to be like her too. We’re trying to reinvent the wheel here. We’ve already got a tried and true algorithm for slut making and it’s called guilt. Catholic guilt, white guilt, rich guilt, daddy guilt…
It’s all good shit and we don’t need Ke$ha making girls think they’re special just because they have concave genitilia.
All the best,
Kris Gregorian
Editor-in-Queef
The Motherfucking Koala, Winter 2011




9:09 am
Ahhh yes the Carli Thomas article. A true Koala classic. If people could get over their self-rightheousness and sense of entitlement given to them by the evil emperor chancellor fox, they might actually start enjoying school and UCSD might not be such a fucked up place.
5:42 pm
This is funny. You got back at this slut that probably dumped you or cheated on you and made you pissed off. You talked about it in the school paper, and even got #1 place in Google for ‘fat whore’. Congrats. College and western civilization must be such a fun place.