For the love of massive muscles and big guts!

Ugh imagine going with me to a fancy brunch all nice and dressed up, but by the time we’re leaving I’m a disheveled engorged groaning mess. As soon as we get to the car I pop my shirt opens and groan in relief as my fat engorged belly flops out on my lap. I’d be panting and undoing my pants button too. Letting out unflattering belches between grunts.

You can’t be too surprised though because that’s what happens when you put too much food in front of me at once and let me go at it. I’ll eat myself into an engorged stupid mess even though I should know better. Everyone else will stop but not me, I’ll just eat eat eat until everything’s in my fat gut and complain about it later 😮‍💨

Same guy ...