Fatties are dying under what could, I suppose, be considered mildly suspicious circumstances, although truth be told I think it's all pretty circumstantial. So a couple of fat people had a couple of car accidents. Big deal. They were probably trying to drive and eat the Nachos BellGrande at the same time. And while we're on the subject, I have to say that frankly I didn't think the guy who smashed his ride into the tree was really all that fat. He could stand to do a few sit-ups, sure, but if "someone's bumping off fatties" is the premise you're committed to then do this shit right and put out a casting call for some truly FAT people to play these parts. Or in this case, I guess it would be a cattle call. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Fuck, that was a pretty good one. Anyway, the story flounders around for a while until the main chick finally solves the big mystery, which except for how the "reunion" part fits in really isn't much of a surprise. I mean, we all knew it was going to involve eating, right? And there's only so many things people could be eating that would be considering shocking. It's not like she was gonna blow the lid off some diabolical plan to have lunch at the Olive Garden. Although that would be pretty sickening.