Every Tuesday night I am going to throw in a quick recap of the weigh ins...
To recap last week I weighed in at 259...The fluctuator was 210...GTB was 240
The flucuator came home from his mom's bday (happy bday!) and just polished off a chicken parm...dropped to his boxer briefs, hit the scale and our official reader (fit roomate) gave him a GENEROUS...I mean really fucking generous 211...up 1lb and 1%
GTB came in fresh off a training session at Crunch...to get into "wedding shape"....He hit the scale and put up a 240...stayed flat on the week...
Now it was time for me to hit the scale...Now the lits dimmed the fog machine started going and the announcer said Ladies and Gentleman hailing from McDonalds and every other fast food chain the world THE MAN THE MYTH THE LENGEND THIS FAT FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!...The crowd went crazy...As I dropped to my boxers I spread my arms wide and motioned for the crowd to settle down...a hush fell over the apt...The first foot on the scale then the second...the needle started moving and when it came to a halt a 25o.5 showed on the scale...THE CROWD WENT APESHIT...They start chanting FAT FUCK! FAT FUCK! FAT FUCK! Bitches started taking off their shirts and showing their LARGE TATTIES thats how excited they were...as I was carried from the living room to the balcony shoulders of adoring fans..
Ok so I pretty much just made that last paragraph up but my weight...although in my head thats how it played out...down 8.5 lbs in a week and 3.3%...The other 2 have some MAJOR work cut out for them...
After the day I had today seeing that scale has made this week worth it...as have you chubby chasers...
Time to go have a victory apple...
Until next weeks weigh in...eat an extremely fatty pastrami sandwich on rye for This Fat Fuck...
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