Yep, you hit the nail on the head. I've gotten to where I just straight up refuse to roll with a fatfuck, because I know exactly how it's going to go down beforehand. Bowl me over with their fucking weight then just lay on top of me for 5 minutes attempting some halfass submissions and crushing my ribs (and I'll be the first to admit that my lack of skill is a contributing factor in me not being able to get out from under them, but goddamn dude I'm not a black belt, weight difference matters a lot no matter what anyone tells you.) And then when we're done they always want to talk about "good roll, bro".. and it's like, no... we didn't even roll fatfuck, you just kept me in side control for five minutes while you inexplicably gassed out from on top and did the ol' lay and pray. Fuck you, you wasted my time, hurt my sternum, and made me stink. Go die in a barn fire.