Got smoshed by mantits from behind. So I was at a bar to watch some football because why not? But like anywhere else in America, no bar is safe from fats. The one I went had fatties everywhere; one of them has a second chin down to the top of his chest as he's downing on the beer and wings. But that's just the tip of the iceberg. I reclined back on my stool and my head sank into something soft and felt two mounds of flesh wrapping itself around my face. Quickly I turned around and it was a huge fat man in a red shirt with huge moobs and he looks like Mario who let himself go! I wanted to scream but I apologized nicely as I died inside. Turns out he was behind me because he couldn't find a seat at the bar. Never will I recline back on a seat at a bar! Gotta bathe myself more from situations like that! Ugh!