Talk:Lamia/@comment-26948680-20160423215141/@comment-27950421-20160424030223

I walk in and ask, "Why are you freaking out about this? You're not fat."

She looks at me nearly in tears and yells, "Yes I am! I can't even go on all of the carnival rides because I'm too fat!"

I sigh, "No your a lamia. You were too big for the ride because of your tail not because of you being fat."

She starts to cry, "See my tail is too fat to fit on human rides! I can't even ride the bus because I'm to fat."

Annoyed I snap at her, "You are not fat! A lamias tail is comprised almost entirely of muscle. Hell I'd say over 70% of your body mass is muscle. Given the amount of calories that much muscle would burn simply by existing it's almost impossible for you to get fat!"

Her crying reduces to a sniffle, "really?"

I sigh, "Yes really. You have enough muscle in that tail that you could choke out a T Rex, maybe even snap it's neck. Do you have any idea how sexy that is?"

She looks rather confused, "Killing dinosaurs is sexy?"

I look away, "Don't judge me."