Account Deleted By User I used to tend bar at a nearby dive.  My colleague died of liver failure, the owner sold the place and I said "fuck it, I'm out."  My replacement was a gal I'll call Fifi for the sake of this story. Fifi was/is a tiny Latina chick with a stellar face who is very flirty, confident and has tits that a god would love to grope.  She's not fit but not fat, being short and wide by nature.  She isn't overweight so all's good, right? Wrong.  Despite having three kids Fifi managed to keep her figure, but now that's in jeopardy.  Fifi has started hanging out with her cousin Rhonda.  Rhonda is the definition of the stereotypical Central American Latina pushing thirty: barrelling towards barrel-shaped, eating giant pupusas and quesadillas until she achieves maximum mass.  It's sad to watch, really. I ran into Rhonda and Fifi last night about last call.  They both ordered full-sized entrees and Fifi finished hers off and ate HALF OF RHONDA'S DINNER, all while claiming she's "on a diet" with the requisite tee-heeing that screamed of fattitude.  She was friendly, nice and conversant with me and when she left she looked fine as can be -- but the damage is being done, I can tell.  I went home very sad and I am still depressed knowing that this fine chica is about to devolve into fatness with her cousin. What a fucking loss.