I love fat kid stories. Here are mine:
1. 6 college kids who are 19-20 living in a house in Springfield. Every Monday night during football season, we would go to Wal-Mart and each of us would get a 2-liter of fruit soda (orange, strawberry, grape, etc), a rotisserie chicken, and a bag of chips. Not like a snack-size bag, but a full bag.
2. Same era, but for Chiefs' games, we would go to Little Caesar's and each person would get a $5 pizza and crazy bread.
3. A couple years later, I was living in KC with friends still at MO State. We would visit them once or twice a semester and we would drink Friday night and then to sober ourselves up on Saturday, we'd hit up a KFC buffet. We'd always end up somehow stealing enough chicken to gorge ourselves later that night while drunk again.
---Side note: Very lucky that we played racquetball religiously or we would have all been obese.---
4. Fogo de Chao. Every single year, a group of us go there and a few of us guys decide to turn it into a pigfest. Our last visit lasted 3 hours. Bonus: I took a shit at the 1.5 hour mark.
5. First time I got high I spent $25 at QuikTrip on food.
6. Ultimate fat day: Drunk at 5am, went to Chubby's on Broadway. Wake up at 3pm and go to Dairy Queen. High at 9pm and ordered pizza and Chinese food.
If I live past 30, it'll be amazing.
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Something funny, though.
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