Native American origin story featuring a fat fucking things up for everyone else. Little background; I'm reading Alan Walton's Inner Earth Compendium which covers a lot of myths/folklore about North American caves. A surprising amount of Native American origin stories involve migrating from under ground to the surface world but this one in particular I found funny: "...When the Indians had determined to leave their habitation under ground, they agreed to do it at different points, that they might sooner be on the surface. The Minnatarees began - men, woman, and children - to clamber up the vine. One half of them had already reached the surface of the earth, when a dire mishap involved the remainder in a still more desolate captivity within its bowels. There was among the Minnatarees a very big and fat old woman, who was heavier than any six of her nation. Nothing would do but she must go up before certain of her neighbors. Away she clambered, but her weight was so great, that the vine broke with it; and the opening; to which it afforded the sole means of ascending, closed upon her and the rest of the nation."