Dutch barely fit in the clothes that Mike had purchased.
But Dutch knew he would not be able to get to the changes before Mike so he settled on doing what Mike wanted.
Mikes trucks shocks flexed when he got in the car but not nearly as much as they did when Dutch got in.
The bench seat was pulled up and his belly wedged into the dashboard and off they went.
After a few minutes of driving Mike stopped at an all you can eat buffet.
What? But I am already fat.
Yea and you will probably be hungry too.
Now that you mention it I am.
So they went in.
The manager looked at the two of them knowing that Mike the muscle man and Dutch the tub of lard could easily cut into their profits that night.
Grumbling he sat them at a booth even though they both wanted a table with chairs.
Dutch wedged himself in and Mike got up with both plates and filled them both, Dutch's plate piled twice as high as Mikes.
They had gone out at 8 and after about 5 plates Mike was full but Dutch was still going strong.
Plate after plate was emptied.
And nearing eleven oclock Mike came over with almost a full cake and a large bowl of ice cream with sprinkles.
And Dutch dug into that.
He still wasn't full but it was time to go so Mike dropped a $100 on the table and they left after a bit of a tug of war pulling Dutch out of the booth.
Mike and Dutch then climbed into Mikes truck and off they went to the bar. Mike commenting on how Dutch was going to shake his thing.