You see that your morbidly obese friend, Natalie has gotten a fourth ice cream cone so you roll your eyes and show off a playful glare. “I swear it’s my last one!” She says frantically and a bit defensively. You both know that she’s lying her humongous ass off but you decide to humor her. You also say in your mind that there’s a reason why her pants are torn and that her stomach’s so big, it sags towards the ground.