So I was starving earlier and decided to indulge myself by going to the fried chicken place by me. I get in line and realize that the only other people there are (1) packs of guys and (2) a bunch of *heavily* pregnant women. When my back started hurting *again*, I winced and pressed my hands against my lower back with my elbows out and did the pregnant lady stretch, as if to say "Hey, its OK, I'm not *just* a pig, I'm pregnant too! You didn't think I'd *ordinarily* eat like this, did you?"