Gymfat at my gym is hilarious. I lift four times a week, and my gym, at least at the time that I'm there, it's mostly populated by humans. There's a few smallfats here and there, and one paradoxically overweight employee, but they keep to themselves.  Except one.  Oh, that one. And it's a doozie.   It comes in about halfway through my workout, a female pork orc about 5'3" tall, and no less than 250 pounds. Swathed in the latest sausage casings... I mean workout gear. Tight as saran wrap, absolutely nothing left to the imagination. It always mounts the same elliptical, neon casings and all, with a peroxide blonde ponytail, about ten inches long perched atop its head in that annoying way that only fats seem to do.   This is where the hilarity ensues. The grips are too long for its stubby little arms, so it flails its arms at full speed, full extension like it's trying to punch something in front of it. The massive hips and thighs are gyrating at the same rate of speed, making its lower half look like a washing machine that's out of balance. All  the fat in between is  jiggling uncontrollably, and most hilarious, that stupid fucking ponytail is flipping around like it's trying to escape from its head. If you took it off the elliptical and laid it on its back with the same motions going on, it'd look like a baby throwing a tantrum. That's the only thing that pops into my head whenever I see it spasming on the equipment. It always makes me laugh. It does this for about ten minutes, and then leaves. Strangely, it never gets any smaller. Maybe the adjacent dairy Queen and pizza shop by the gym have something to do with it. Matter of fact, now that I think about it, the elliptical faces a window across the parking lot from the dairy Queen! That's it! That's the carrot! It pretends is running to its beetus!! 😅😅😅