Ran into a ham ex, dodged a whale of a bullet! So I was at the mall with my shitlady when I heard my name called. I turn around to see an ex girlfriend from college, with her newborn moon and her hamhusband. For the record, we dated for a few years and I left her after the "freshman 15" started turning into the "freshman 50" and showed no signs of going back, and i noped the fuck out. Seems in that time she's only gotten bigger, found another fat to breed with and will now raise a baby porker (fupa brooms for everyone!) Phew, sure glad I dodged that bullet. Fat: not even once