I love Disney World so much. One of my earliest shitlord memories was of an obese family of scootypoofs. It was amazing. The dad nearly ran 10 or 11 year old me over. My (then shitlord -- he's been yoyoing for years going from human to ham and back) dad picked me up and saved me from being hit. From his side I looked ahead and saw an obeast, a she-obeast, and a child-obeast -- maybe about my age -- all on scooters as they rolled along. I was amazed. Mom said, "They're like a choo choo train." and laughed after they passed. Dad said, "This isn't the country I grew up in, boys."