Thin privilege is having balance apparently? Yesterday, I was driving behind a motorcycle with two fats stacked onto it. The driver was your average middle-aged redneck with a beer gut, but the passenger was one of those unevenly distributed fat women, the kind with four rolls up top and relatively normal legs. Anyway, they rolled up to a stoplight and as the driver leaned over to keep the bike steady with his right foot, she just wobbled back and forth, clearly trying to use whatever abdominal muscles she had left to keep herself upright, but to no avail. Gravity finally defeated her and she just...fell over. Toppled down and lay jiggling on the pavement while the driver laughed. I wish I'd been able to get a picture, but the light changed and I had to leave them behind. I was having kind of a bad day, but that really improved it.