SO... I am going to cut directly to the chase here... I sent PMs to the most zaftig, most behemoth and most gluttonous posters of OT. The first PM said...
check me out... checking you out... checking the buffet out.Then regardless of what they say, I followed up with this PM...
Yeah tubby, i AM checking you out. HOW MUCH DO YOU WEIGH?
Come on chubby... We will eat until we feel we can explode like Mr. Creosote. We will waddle in the streets, and I will buy you a hotdog stand. We will go to the movies, and I will see if you're as wide as the screen, then we go home, and I will poke you in the belly and call you Pillsbury until you burp, fart and fall asleep.Can you figure out who said what?
How could this be wrong? My stomach growls every time I see you post. How YOU doin?
