Fatty McFatmus

Are you aware that I've lost over 15 pounds since this whole fasting thing started and yet I'm still, for lack of a better phrase, a gigantic lard bottom? I need to start running and get into some kind of shape.

I think it's all going to start when I get the hell out of Astoria. It's practically impossible to live in Queens and not look like you ingest a barrel of cake-frosting for breakfast.

PS That's not me in the picture. I found it on the Internets.