"Well, the beer here is a special formula. You see, when you drink it in combination with the food here, you gain like you wouldn't believe. I haven't had any yet since I'm trying to stay mobile to be the chef here, but damn if it isn't killing me..." Billy said, bringing the pitcher over as well as a plate of fresh mozzarella sticks.
"You can't be serious," John said, looking at the normal looking beer.
"You don't believe me? Let's see... did you see the commercial?" Billy asked, taking a seat.
"Well yeah, but-" John started.
"But nothing. The guy on that commercial came up with the formula for the beer. He started using it from day one... You should see his friends. They are behemoths by now. All they seem to do is eat and drink so it's no wonder they're getting so big."
John started munching a cheese stick and thought. If the beer really did all that then he should be careful, right? He wanted to be big though... He had always wanted to be big. This could be his chance too. Billy seemed like a great guy and the appetizer alone tasted great.
"So... how much do you gain with this stuff?" John asked.
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