"Great, I'm really hungry!" says your brother. "Why don't we head out to the mall food court? I think Tammy's on at Sbarro's, she'll give us a deal." Your tummy chooses that moment to gurgle loudly. “Boy, for a little thing that sure makes a noise!” remarks your brother. He slaps your flat midriff, and you twist away at the last second, lessening the blow. Soon you'll have enough fat there not to worry about Mike's slaps, you think. “Let’s go!” Mike says, and heads out the door.
You follow him out to his candy-apple red truck. It’s old, but he and your dad have fixed it up and repainted it, and you have to admit it looks good. Its size suits your big, 6'2", 300 pound brother as well. The truck roars down the street and onto the ring road, heading to the Galleria at the next exit. Not only is the Galleria close, it has the biggest food court of any mall in the city.
You follow Mike into the food court, your stomach so hungry it aches, especially when you think about getting bigger. Mike spots Tammy at Sbarro's, and fairly bounces his well-muscled fat over to the counter.
"Mike! You've come to see me! When did you get home! You look great - you've put on a little weight! What can I get you?" says Tammy in an excited stream.
"I'm great," replies Mike, "up 40 to the big 300 - you know, college football! I'll have one of your special 'large' pizzas, please. What about you, IYNH?"
"You're Mike's brother?" Tammy asks.
"Yeah," you reply. "I'll have a large special pizza too," you add.
"Chocolate shake for me," Mike adds.
"Vanilla for me," you add, not wanting to be exactly like Mike.
"Where's he going to put it all?" Tammy asks Mike, indicating you.
"Oh, he's one of the family, and sometime his big guy genes have to kick in, maybe it's this year," Mike replies, amazingly casually. Usually he'd rib you about how little you eat - but then, you'd usually order a slice or two, not a whole pizza.
"OK, boys, here's the garlic bread," says Tammy, pushing an enormous container across the counter, "the pizza'll be up in 10 minutes - I'll bring it to you."
Mike pays her, and the two of you snag a nearby table. The "garlic bread" container mysteriously includes garlic bread, mozza sticks, and two servings of lasagna!
"What the..." you say, and Mike cuts you off.
"Tammy knows how to treat a guy right," he says, rubbing his ample stomach. "And, the manager used to be....
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