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I think you sell yourself too short. Don't forget that you're also Fatass, the Destroyer.
That reminds me of a story.
The wife was gone for a week or so, visiting her parents in Wichita. Tony and I took a long, holiday weekend and drank quite a bit of Buffalo Trace (Not available in STL) while lounging in the pool.
After a considerable amount, my hefty friend thought he could run (in itself a feat), jump (this I'd never seen), and clear (unthinkable!) the pool. After much deliberation and consideration, I sat on his glasses and crushed them under my fat ass.
Then he made good on his claim:
To watch full-motion video of both of us fat asses jumping into the pool, visit the Water Buffalo Trace website!
That reminds me of a story.
The wife was gone for a week or so, visiting her parents in Wichita. Tony and I took a long, holiday weekend and drank quite a bit of Buffalo Trace (Not available in STL) while lounging in the pool.
After a considerable amount, my hefty friend thought he could run (in itself a feat), jump (this I'd never seen), and clear (unthinkable!) the pool. After much deliberation and consideration, I sat on his glasses and crushed them under my fat ass.
Then he made good on his claim:
To watch full-motion video of both of us fat asses jumping into the pool, visit the Water Buffalo Trace website!
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With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby, waiting just to say Hi
Did you stop? No, I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead yo, so I continued to
A1A...Beachfront Ave!