"Oh, just getting some fresh air," he said, "And you?''
You laugh, "Well, I was relaxing too until your big belly got in the way!" You pat your Uncle Phil's midriff and laugh.
Your Uncle smiled, "Well, to be honest, I'm loving the bigger look of my belly. Not that I'm a prime specimen for being healthy. But I love feeling like I can throw my weight around with my colleagues and other troublesome faculty at work. Hell, I need to use it more often!" Uncle Phil slapped his growing pot for emphasis.
"I bet! How much bigger do you want it?"
"Well chief, I would say another 50 to 100 pounds would be more than enough for this old man."
With that much weight, Uncle Phil would almost be 100 pounds bigger than your father. You weren't sure if you were going to use the powder on him. But your Uncle Phil beat you to it.
"But I am getting hungry. How about I take you to my office? I have some great food that my wife left me while I do some work."
"Sure, I would love to see where you work."
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