Well, I am pretty much high-average weight for my average height. (“I’m an average man, with an average life.” - who can name the quote?) I have average features on an average head.
So…I am here to sing our praises! We’re too pretty to be ugly! We’re not attractive enough to be stunning! We’re too big for 5-7-9 and too small for Lane Bryant!
We’re utterly non-threatening and not wholly hideous!
Three cheers for the AVERAGE sized, AVERAGE in appearance Doper Women!!
And guys, if you like. 
raises a hand Count me in as ‘Average’
I’m just an ordinary average guy
my friends are all boring, and so am I
we’re just ordinary average guys
I am medium sized. Not really big, not really small. Too big for some of the teen fashion stores (although if you look very very hard, you can sometimes find one or two UK size 16s in Top Shop), not big enough for the Big Lass shops. Neither a Babe nor a Minger, either.
Not a statistical outlier in any way, really. Also, quite dull. Which is nice.
The OP describes me to a T.
I’m heavy for my height, but average in all those other ways, so can I play?
I look average, but not according to the BMI scales. And I’m not average in any way, do you hear me? Now excuse me while I continue with my morning of coffee and housewifery. I will then go bake cookies from a box for my 2.4 children and walk my mutt-breed dog the 1.3 miles he requires daily.
Hip hip hooray for being average!!
But, I am not normal. 
Can I have some cookies?
OpalCat: Of course you can play. Sheesh. Since when am I exclusionary? Don’t answer that.
Cookies for everyone! Which Gingy will bake!
RTFirefly: GREAT Joe Walsh quote! Not the song I was quoting, though.
Ya beat me, RT.
And every Saturday we work in the yard
Pick up the dog doo, hope that it’s hard.
Everyone gets cookies! But I must warn that they’re made with the imaginary 1.4 children. I would imagine they’ll turn out either Maple or Bacon flavoured.
Don’t forget to sprinkle the bacon on top!
Guessing…“Somebody’s watching me” by Rockwell?
“I’m just a regular Joe with a regular job
I’m your average white suburbanite slob
I like football and porno and books about war
I’ve got an average house with a nice hardwood floor
My wife and my job, my kids and my car
My feet on my table, and a cuban cigar”
(not the same but fits the thread)
YAY!!!
Correct! It’s the very first line, so it stuck in my head when I started typing, “I’m an average…”
I drive really slow in the ultra-fast lane
While people behind me are going insane!!
Can I still be average now, or did that knock me out of the club?
I don’t think that’s even POSSIBLE without extensive plastic surgery and reprogramming.
All I want is to be left alone
In my average home
But why do I always feel
Like I’m in the Twilight Zone??
(M. Jackson) I always feel like… somebody’s watching me…