They don't grow up, they inflate. I live in europe, and over here there are way less fats than in america, but the few you see are spectacular. When I was in elementary school, there was THAT girl, you know, the one that everyone hates for (At the time, I believed) no reason. My foolish young self tried to socialize with her, but I soon realized why everybody avoided her: The smell, the personality, and obviously the fat. Now, fast forward to today, I'm at the local town market, and guess who I see, the big, 19 years old sack of fat, that is now taller than me, and got about a hundred more pounds of fat, eating a McBeetus Burger and smoking a cigar, and also wearing a hat with a ton of breast cancer awareness on it. There was a lot of wind, so her hat fell off. She's now totally bald (at 19, and she loved her hairs when she was a Poketbeetus) and is pale as fuck. So, not only is she putting on pounds and pounds of shit, she also most likely has cancer and smoking fucking CIGARS that smelled so bad, I'm gagging thinking about It. We were leaving and, unfortunately, so were they, and by some miracle, she doesn't live far from me, so we were taking the same road. When they turned to a house, I actually puked, the smell was unbearable, and there were fucking garbage bags everywhere. I am often lurking here, but I never realized how bad Vaguely human-shaped, living butter-sticks, respected other people, or themselves for that matter.