"You freaking fatass!" Wrex shouted for, approximately, the hundredth time today. He was currently on the human's home planet of Earth on business and couldn't help but notice how much wider some of the human civvies were, making the already small sidewalks even more cramped. He just didn't understand how someone could let that happen to themselves. What he understood even less was that the bigger ones seemed to be...happier. They had smiles on their faces, lovers on their arms, and an unhealthy snack in their hand. It wasn't just humans either, the ocassional overweight Assari or Drell walked by him seemed to be more content as well.
I must be missing out, he thought. Which stopped him dead in his tracks. Him, the great krogan who slew the Threser Maw, led the Urdnot clan, and saved the galaxy....wanted to be fat. He patted his abs and mentally decided where to eat lunch.
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