"load"Before I went low-carb and lost my extra weight, I was at a jazz festival. I was buying drinks for me and my friends and a guy ran into me, even though the area wasn't very crowded. He made me spill soda all over my dress, and also knocked me over.
"Move it, you fat load!" He hissed, even though he was the one who ran into me. In my native language the closest translation of "load" is very offensive; it's almost equal to the "N"-word, and most people would have cut his jewels off for calling them that. It's the kind of word that wold have made any pudgy teenager suicidal. But not me.
"Watch it, buddy!" I hissed back.
I've never, EVER used "load" myself. What a jackass! I heard him in the background saying to his friend and not very discreet: "I just hate fat chicks..."
So many jerks!