Jun
1
GET MONEY.
- That yellow demon is holding back the weight of ten worlds.
- Are his cheeks too fat to get the rim of the glass to his lips?
- Good thing he has that sweat band on. It is obvious he lives an active lifestyle.
- That kid in the back with the donuts (or Twinkies, or whatever) better watch out.
- I hope he demanded (DEMANDED!) a mug of Bud Light. Or, even better, if he asked for a Michelob Ultra Light while he wiped his brow with his arm band.
- I bet he has perfect enunciation.
- You know the only reason he is there is he grew up next door to the kid who was throwing the party, and that kid’s mom guilted him into inviting the fatty. Things were uneventful enough (a few polite hellos, all of the snickering kept respectfully behind his back) until fats domino here realized he left his bendy straw at home.
- “I’ll just turn away from the party towards the adults. They won’t judge. They won’t laugh. They won’t—wait, is that a camera?”
- That shirt is brand new, too. No way that survives a night on that beast without some sweat stains between the teets and around the navel (in addition to the obvious yellow crust under the arms) as well as a nice blotch of BBQ sauce right between the “N” and the “F.”
- You know he’s wearing short pants. Can you imagine those calves?
