But It's Juth A Litttle.... The fat sheboon stated with glee while speed-waddliing up to her female tribe member, completely ignoring me in line. "You can't eat dat, you on a diet", the tribe member remarked with typical inner-city-ape-sass "But sometimes I get cravingths and itths tiny and ive been good", the sheeboon retorted with a lisp remeniscent of Trayvon Martin's female friend. Shaking the small container of ice cream or yogurt with a package of chocolate pellets. "See? small" And then they paid with EBT.