Eggman's mom was on the ground. She was nearly unconscious; the fat burn was very her. Several parts of her life flashed before her eyes, even though it was just Slim-Fast. She remembered the time she drove to her first job interview. She had driven a pick-up truck, and had to sit in the pick-up. The roof of the truck was gone so she could reach the wheel, the back door on the pick-up was gone to let her fat sag out on the street, and when she sat in the truck, the truck would incline back.
She got off at the job interview hoping to get some kid and raising it, and using the money to overfeed the baby she had. She stopped to get her job interview at a popular buffet to work where she could get all the free food she wanted for her Eggman.
Eggman's mom stuffed herself through the door of the manager's office and sat down on both chairs at once.
"Okay, Ms. Eggman's Momma, I understand you would like a job here at the buffet..."
He read through her resume and then stopped to ask a question.
"Ma'am, you neglected to mention what college you graduated at in your resume."
"I graduated at... Olive Garden! It's an ivy league school."
"...okay. What did you major in?"
"EVERYTHING!"
"Wait, you majored at everything?"
"Major? Oh no, I thought you were asking me what I ate while I was there. I ate EVERYTHING!"
"...Uh... okay... I don't know what I'm thinking, but you got the job. How many X's are in your shirt size?"
"My shirt size is 25XL. I'm watching my womanly figure!"
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Then she came to and found herself on the buffet floor. She struggled to get up hoping to find Eggman and ground him forever.