Went for a run after a long time, fat ass stops me to ask me something... In my Marine days, I did lots of exercise and told myself, I will never exercise again, well my six pack turned into one, so my lazy ass decided it was time to start doing cardio. By the way, I am always going hiking, biking, etc, just didn't run for a while. Anyhow, I go take this route from the house that is all uphill, then sudden down then uphill back, make the route it hard on me. As I reach the park, which I am cutting through, a fat guy, smoking a cigarette, with his car doors open, music blasting, asking me if I like his music. I am like , 'uh huh.' Then asked me if I like something else. I am like, "wtf dude." Anyhow, this guy had a belly like something, almost like a watermellon falling out. I don't think he could even run a yard if he tried. I didn't realize the world turned into shithole from my days and with my encounter I can believe all your stories now. Wtf happened to the world I used to know.