Why Not Fat?

“Phoaar!” Exclaimed the driver. “You like to eat a lot, yes?”

I pushed my belly out to free up my diaphragm and said in a cramped voice, “I do.”

The driver went on to explain that he had come from Pakistan a few years ago, and that he had many migrant friends who were opening restaurants. As he took me to my destination he spoke relentlessly of which restaurants I should try - which had the best portions “for huge man like you” - which ghee laden dishes were “best for belly”.

As I got out he pushed his card into my thick fingers and told me to “be careful when you walk - if you need to walk far you call me, okay brother?”

(Pictures attached are not the outfit I was wearing.)

Just give me that one hint that I need to get my abs back, and I'll do it!!! 🫣🫣🫣🫣

Feeling pretty fat today. Hahaha.