"Blubber Beer?" You asked, eyebrow raised, going on to state that it wasn't even trying to be subtle. The handsome bartender shrugging his shoulders as he gives you an understanding smile.
You ignored the fact that while the young man has a solid build he doesn't seem bothered by your piles of naked blubber.
"I don't suppose you got any 'light' beer do ya?"
"Nope afraid not."
"Didn't think so." you sigh deeply your extra chins and fatty folds swaying in the wind as you did so.
"If it means anything you're not the biggest."
Now that caught your attention. If he was being truthful even at a heavy five hundred apparently at the very least one of the others were bigger then you!
For a moment you smile clearly you didn't give two craps who it was just the thought that you weren't dead last in weight gave you a bit of hope to push on.
But before you could do that you still had the beer in hand. It'd be rude not to drink it and the bartender seemed like a nice guy who was just doing his job couldn't fault him for that.
"It won't be much."
You hear him say almost as if he's trying to reassure you.
"Oh what the hell."
You pop the can open and chug the entirety down your throat deciding to get it over with.
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