Ruth started crying, fat tears rolling down her acned cheeks.

She dashed away fat tears with the back of her hand.

She nodded, mouth pinched tight, but two fat tears escaped to roll down her cheeks.

On one wall was a print of a small girl with enormous eyes, out of which two fat sparkling tears were dropping.

She bent her head and blinked two fat tears out of her eyes.

They both looked at old Kropik who was crying now - huge fat tears streamed down his cheeks.

Hot fat tears forced themselves out from beneath his eyelids.

She started to cry, big fat tears that smeared her heavy makeup.

When she tries, fat tears run from her blue eyes and Baiul can only shake her head.

From out of the sky rain started to fall, dappling the windshield with fat tears.