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Discussion in 'BHM/FFA' started by RVGleason, Mar 1, 2019.
You also know you’re an FFA When your dream job is to work at airport security so I can frisk down all the cute BHMS
New beach today .... and another BHM in.... bikini-thong-swimming briefs ! So small, they must have fit 50 kilograms ago... and looked almost uncomfortably tight!
The most fascinating thing though was that he presented his body openly, almost aggressively for all to see. Standing right in the surf, he stuck out his belly and kept adjusting that little thong-brief.......
When you’re happy when he’s happy.
When you invite him over for dinner and as he sits down at the table he sees this sign hanging on the wall behind you and you’re smiling as you prepare his plate.
When your heart skips a beat when you see him resting his mobile phone on top of his belly
... when you are incredibly annoyed that you can only get a good full view of the gloriously rotund drummer during the pre-concert wine tasting. Because during the whole concert he can hide 80% of himself behind the truly gigantic set of drums!
That sounds so frustrating!
When you're a member on Dims and it feels like home.
When there’s a Jazz Club you go to not just for the music.
Another yummy brass player:
When you love when he has no constraints.
When changes are noticeable.
When you find his receipt from the supermarket and you see hes had 5 doughnuts and a scotch egg in secret between shopping and coming home, and you're a bit jealous but also pleased he's keeping his figure.
.... when your new seasonal obsession are big guys on bikes. ...
Tiny motorbikes that do an impressive job of carrying 400 pounds of spreading blubber. The really competent 380 pound mountain-biker wildly pedaling around the curve. The casual nerd biker who seems totally oblivious to how much his belly bounces....
You are fortunate -- we don't see many bigger people on bikes here. It is a rare occasion when I see anyone bigger than my wife or I, and we aren't all that big.
I guess stronger bike culture overcomes the fewer fat people. Yet another reason I need to get back to Europe!
Although, there are definitely some fat guys on bikes around campus this fall... and fat guys on larger motorbikes aren't uncommon.
But, sigh, I am still among the fatter cyclists on my daily commute to campus.
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