Having never met or seen your FiL, that’d be my guess. For casual wear a lot of not tall fat guys get the tall sized stuff, and then go under the gut with the pants. The problem is, when you’re about this size, the traditional notion of a “waist” doesn’t always apply. To wear you pants below your stomach, you almost…

Speaking as a fattie, pants are hard for fat dudes. You gotta make a choice, above of below your stomach. Below often means your shirt comes untucked, and your belt can really, really dig into you and be painful. Above means you kinda look like you’re waiting for a flood/wearing high grandpa pants.

Be careful Moose, it looks like he already ate the squirel!

Crazier than a bag of fuckin’ angel dust... all that and my ball sack. Where my penis at?

there’s a toxic mess here of untreated mental illness, growing rage and misogyny.

Fair.

I’m in the mood for the best french toast in town.

Try the veal, it died of desperation. Mmm. So tender.

I mean, one advocated for justice, the other: leather sweat pants.

Yes, but when it comes to interpreting the Establishment Clause the devil is in the details.

Ya see, it’s so hard these days to keep a clean nose, what with the women and the history and quaaludes in the pudding pops. Heh. Heh. Heh.

Rapists say the darndest things.

It’s good to have goals.

YES! AND BRING FRIENDS!

I still can’t believe we’re willing to do this with a Holy Sacrament, but I can’t get my professional drinking league a reality contract. Chug! Get It In Ya

I love it when they go full Dugger. Cover up skeevy hands like you just don’t care.

So, you kinda really do need a golden ticket. Wow.

Farrah continued, “This is an exciting inversion of our usual business strategy, where I’ve been paid to have DNA around my neck. Synergy!”

Me too.

Nah. Give —ehm— your sister a pass for that.