[Dipstikk]

Just as the title says.

Of all the stupid things you could possibly do, this is one of the worst.

You don't know who you might run into. Hopefully you'll run into a docile fat guy, but in the off chance you do run into a bruiser, RUN.

Take me, for example. 297 Ibs of bulk, 150 of it going into a punch. Ever get hit with a dryer? Yeah, it's like that, or so I'm told.

I weigh nearly 300 Ibs. Imagine being shoulder-rammed by something that thick.
You better hope you're fuuckin' Speedy Gonzalez, because you do not want to be in the path of a fat guy pumped full of testosterone.

Just saying that it's probably the dumbest thing to stick around for.

And yes, I did type this up from a personal experience. Some twig decided they could hold their own against me. A twig against an elm tree.

Yay for solving problems through bruitish means instead of intellegence! *lackluster cheer*