Please go away. For once I would like to be able to find a pair of pants that actually fit my hips without you up and spilling over the top like a squishy-yeasty puff of bread dough. Ew. I'm a little grossed out by that analogy. Anyway, I would greatly appreciate it if we could work out an arrangement where you migrate from my waist down to my otherwise flat bum. I'd love to have a little more junk in my trunk if you know what I mean (and I think you do).