I met these folks when I accompanied the gifted Aunt Peggy to macrame lessons in the downtown Moose Hall where they were attending a rally in the cafeteria next door to her class. Peggy sent me to the lunch room looking for something sweet, preferably a hot fudge sundae or some similar asucar product, to wake her up but all I found were these sweet things singing "Think Thin" chants and awarding "The Golden Carrot" to the member who shed the most poundage. I prefer to "think fat" as it tastes better.