My uncle always makes pancakes on Sunday morning, They're real good. He also fixes sausage and eggs with them. When I first started to fatten myself up I used to eat 2 pancakes. Today I pushed myself and ate 6 loaded with butter and maple syrup. Plus 4 eggs and 12 sausage, a glass of milk and a glass of OJ. So anyway, latter on we (my uncle cousin Tommy and me) were watching the baseball game in the family room, and I'm eating a big bag of doritos. Tommy and me are sitting on each end of the sofa with our shirts off cause its kinda hot. About the 6th inning Tommy says, he wants to get some pizza and my uncle says OK. Tommy gets on his phone and calls and orders 4 large supreme pizzas. My undle says "4? Whos gonna eat all that? You usually order 2." Tommy laughs and says "me and Chubs". He reaches over to me and grabs my belly and shakes it. I got a mound of flab around my bellybutton now that kinda hangs over the waist of my shorts when i sit down. I just laugh and grab a handful of Tommy's big fat lovehandle and shake it too. My uncle says, "Don't talk about Joe being a chub Tommy just look at yourself." Then we all just go back to watching the game. We still got some pizza left and i'm gonna try to eat the rest tomrrow. I didn't think anybody else in the family noticed I was getting bigger cause with my shirt on I don't think i look chubby at all but i guess i do.