Quagmire did a double take at the incoming fat men—there were, in fact, three of them. He was confused, baffled, and quite possibly bamboozled. He had just felt the tremors from the ground moments ago. When he first fought them, he could feel the tremors from hundreds of meters away.
That was not the only thing that confused him—no, not that—but the fact that there were three of them! Having just felt the tremors now was the equivalent of a fat man getting stealth technology; why was that, and why was it so advanced?
There were things in the world that he just could not find the answer to, and this was one of them. There was no absolute way that the flaps of fat that seemed to have a grudge in themselves would not sink as they walked and, therefore, make tremors. He guessed that the world really was big.
