Imagine someone comes to your door with a delivery of oatmeal. "No problem", you say, "I'll just stick this oatmeal in the pantry". Then, they come the following day with an entire pallet of oatmeal. "Ah shit", you say, "that's gonna fill up the pantry. I guess I'll put it in the closet" A week later and seven pallets of oatmeal later you're like "Well shit, I guess I'll start storing it in the spare room". But eventually, you fill up the spare room as well, and you've got tins of oatmeal in the bathroom, you've got oatmeal stacked in the corner of the bedroom, you've got oatmeal all through your living room, and you can hardly squeeze down the corridor because there's oatmeal stacked to the ceiling on both sides. That's what your body does with fat. At first it stores it in sensible places, but if it keeps on arriving it gets stored fucking everywhere.