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!