„Ich war ein Jahr nicht hier im Fitnessstudio. Hoffentlich hören mich die anderen nicht zu laut schnaufen.“
Nach zehn Minuten machte er schlapp und gab auf. Er tröstete sich im Burger King nebenan.
Why do I feel like a stuffed sausage when all I did was hit the buffet a few extra times? Good grief... when did this mirror get so cruel? I thought this shirt just ‘shrank’ a little, but it looks more like it’s trying to strangle me. The way my torso is oozing soft and stubborn over my belt—completely burying the buckle—I’m a total muffin top. And my thighs? They’re packed into these pants like they’re in a wetsuit.
When I saw my son slouching on the sofa, looking so lethargic and lazy, it suddenly dawned on me: he was no longer a lanky boy. He had put on weight and developed a belly. When I admonished him to get some exercise and told him that all the junk food he was stuffing himself with wasn't healthy for him, he just rolled his eyes. So I said to him clearly, “You've put on quite a bit of weight and are slowly getting fat.” He shouted angrily, "Are you completely losing your mind? Of course I've put on weight, I've finally become a little broader and sturdier and am no longer as thin as a stick. A teacher told me that my body had gained quite a bit of size, and another teacher said that boys today are all a bit stockier than they were in his day. A girl in my class complimented me, saying that my body was overflowing with masculinity, and even the old biddy from across the street said that I was bursting with health. Recently, an older lady on the tram said to me that I was quite well-built... uh, what was that again? ... well-formed? No, I'm a well-fed boy!
He only understands it when he's as fat as a pig.
If you drink beer and cocktails in the evening, Diet Coke is of little use. You've already packed a fair amount of flab onto your hips.
Da hast du ganz schön viel zu tun – oder gehe gleich lieber zu McDonalds gegenüber! Das ist nicht ganz so aussichtslos.
“I caught a glimpse of my boy on the way to the bathroom this morning. The food at boarding school is definitely too good.” Or the McDonalds next door.
I'm afraid your shirt is half a dozen kilos old. But it really emphasizes your tummy line.
As a teenager, this lad got too used to eating what he wanted and as much as he wanted. Now, at twenty, this has consequences. But now he has no chance of changing anything.
Anyone who thought Fernando was still slim could now see the reality for themselves after a night of drinking. Who wouldn't want to feed him a sumptuous hangover breakfast after waking up?
Zu wohlgenährt:
Als er für die Fotosession ganz auf den Ast stieg machte es „krack“ und „platsch“.
„Du hast dir im Winter ein ordentliches Bäuchlein zugelegt.“
„Selbstverständlich! Ich habe doch jetzt eine Freundin, da gehört sich das doch so.“
„Hey, ich möchte schließlich was zum Anfassen und Reingreifen haben.“
Der männliche Bauch ist sowas wie der moderne Verlobungsring. Je größer er wird, desto fester die Beziehung.
"You've put on quite a tummy over the winter."
"Of course! I've got a girlfriend now, that's only right."
"Hey, I want something I can grab and hold."
The male belly is like the modern engagement ring. The bigger it gets, the stronger the relationship.
My son obviously only used the food money for fast food and sweets. When I came back two weeks later, there was a fat belt under his shirt.