..rubbing them on an Ocelot's shoulder.
Ima use that one next time I get pulled over.
I witnessed some of that thundering wheezing yesterday! Shit was crazy. She had to rest at like three different lobby chairs between the entrance door and front desk. The way she was gasping and purple and choking, I thought it was watching someone die.
Nobody seemed to be alarmed, though, totally normal for 500+ pounds to be on the brink of death like that I guess so I just watched.
She was still alive when I left.
It is totally normal isnt it? More and more I am seeing half-tonners wheeze and gasp as they fill the kettle or walk to the toilet as if they are doing a marathon and I think, fark, is this ok now?!
Welcome to the 21st century! :OD
Dude check this out.. I've been wording a piece in my head about how fuckin massive they are in The South, no other way to put it. I've been collecting images.
Double-seats. Not just a couple, either, like every other seat!
And I've seen even the doubles barely able to accommodate the intravenous gravy consumers.
Bloody hell. There was a part of me that always wondered if they would start putting wide seats out in places because some of the arses I have seen cannot physically fit in the seats we have. That answers it!
The world is a changin!