Guess what just moved into town? Planet Fatness.  I hadn't even noticed at first. It moved into a part of town I don't frequent as much, so it was a couple of weeks ago when I spotted it. I didn't think much of it, okay, new gym, hitting people up for New Year's Resolution money, whatever.  I should've seen it coming over the horizon like a humpback whale spewing cheesecake from it's blowhole.  "Planet Fitness" t-shirts on every fatass in town.  And it's not even like any of these butter golems are actually trying. Guess what, Fatty McFatFuck? I saw you walking through the grocery store. All 350-400lbs of you. Wearing your Planet Fitness t-shirt.  And what were you holding? Stouffer's Party Size Macaroni & Cheese.  In a way, I'm truly sad that a good idea (a less expensive, more newbie-friendly gym) was taken over by these lardmonsters. On the other hand, I wish I could've been the one to start it and profit off of their dumbassery.