So I've finally seen the legendary whale-child So, retail worker here. Exotic creatures, neat job most days. Still retail, still deal with some pretty interesting de-evolved refuse. In any case got one hell of a sighting today. I'm still in a slight state of shock.  I was warned this thing was huge, but I was not prepared. First time this kid came in I am to understand it was a screaming hellion. Screaming, whining, crying monster that was rushed soda from it's parents to quell it's full scale tantrum. Oh and donuts! I thought my co-workers were pulling my chain. Kid banged it's ham fits everywhere, and family walked out with some poor doomed critters. That's all I know. So...I saw it today. Saw the parents first, round fat things. Looked on equal footing weight wise, with the mother having a slightly larger belly, slightly fatter arms. Still though, each one had to be pushed somewhere between 250-300. Father's neck so fat he could barely get words through his mouth. It sounded like a pig talking with a sausage stuck in it's throat. Mother? Little better...but best customer service face here I go! Lets see how quickly we can get this garbage out of my department and make them smile like they each have a plateful of cookies. Then I see the thing step out from behind. Child is probably only about 2 feet tall max. It's wrists were thicker than my arms. It's face was so swollen with fat it's eyes were half shut. The face looked melted. His head was bigger than my torso. His chest is wider than mine...every thing was grossly swollen and out of proportion. It didn't look real. This thing must have been twice my weight, and had a rotten attitude to boot. I've seen some bad kids, this one takes the cake. The only saving grace for me is he couldn't tantrum because he ran out of breath. This poor thing is so doomed. I watched them check out. We have some food stuff and drink stuff around for purchase. The kid was quick to grab some sugar dough, and his mother was quick to pull liquid beetus and give it to the brat. He walked out more focused on his sugar than anything else. I so weep for a generation where I am more likely to get people arrested for having a starved dog, than for having a child that has the weight of a newborn manatee.