Your name is Sam Richards, age 16. You're the heaviest in your class weighing in at 360 pounds. You have hair on your arms and a goatee. You're a hairy guy.
One day, you get a call from one of your friends at school, asking if you'd like to hang out at the arcade.
"Sure," you say.
You get changed out of your pajamas and put on the same clothes you wear everyday: ripped jeans, boots, and a tank top and vest that are too small for you, exposing the treasure trail on your belly. You then head out the door and get into your car. You just got your driver's license last month, so you should be okay with driving. Just then, you hear some calling out. You can't tell what they want, but you decide to find out.
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