There’s Garfield, my favorite lasagna eating fat cat.

Hey, hey! Who can resist a little Fat Albert?

Homer Simpson is a lovable lump of D’oh!

Beanbag chairs are some of the plumpest and therefore comfiest places to cop a squat.

Mmmm…Fat Boy ice cream sandwiches!

Bring it on, Big Boy.

I’m not fat, I’m big boned!


The biggest Peep of all:


I’m not fat, I’m big boned!

Baby! Get in my belly!

The biggest Peep of all:

My favorite fat inducing agent:

Here's a little geeky fat:

And here are a few of my own photo ops:

Now this is what I call PHAT (pretty hot and tempting)!

And here are a few of my own photo ops:
My melted fat solution: I like candy bars so much that when mine melted in the car, I stuck it in the air vent and turned the AC on full blast to salvage the sweet goodness. How sad is that?

My fat face: Man, I don’t know how, but a camera flash tends to bring out the fat in my face. It’s like my face is a puffer fish and the camera is a sea predator posing a threat. Ugh!

My PHAT man: My cute Cory puts even Dean Cain to shame. ;)

And this post wouldn't be complete without a look at one of my favorite Weird Al videos. Check out Fat.
Happy fativities, y’all!