Summer got a scooter perfect for going to pick up her favorite nearby take out. All dressed up and ready to ride, she plops down on her scooter, but it doesn't move when she hits the gas. She wobbles around trying to figure out the issue - with her fat pouring out of her outfit. Of course - she forgot to put in the key - how silly of her. She puts in the key and still nothing. She struggles more, wondering if maybe her weight is stopping the scooter from moving. She gives up, not realizing she is just too much of a bimbo to turn the key, and just decides to order in. She whines about her "broken" scooter while shoving her mouthful of greasy bite after greasy bite. I guess she'll stick to delivery from now on.