The fat who drove 1/4 mile to the apartment gym. I've refused to give them something else to complain about. So I never talk bad about a fat whilst in the gym, until today. It's getting close to dark and I come back from my run in the neighborhood across the street. I see the obese woman load herself into her car. She's dressed for a work out, and I pray she's not going to the gym. I walk the rest of the way, which takes a whole whopping minute, and she's in there. She drove instead of walked. And her and her friends are all over the gym. It's small, but it's good enough for me. And they're all loudly laughing, so I say forgot this. I walk back out, and I hope they caught my eye rolls. Screw you tubby Tammy and your fat friends.