You decide to blow off Brad and sneak out for some action anyways. But first, you must pretend to go back to sleep. You get back in the bed, and wait for about 15 minutes, then when you hear Brad snoring, you slowly get up, and without turning on the lights, you look around for a shirt and some pants. You find some shorts, but them on (they are a bit tight on you) but you can't seem to find a shirt of your to wear. You remember thatt you have not yet unpacked your shirt, so you go over to your suitcase and start to unzip it, as you do, you hear Brad rolling over in bed. You are afriad you will wake Brad if you keep unzipping. So instead you get one of Brad's button up shirts that he had haning up. You get to the last 2 buttons, and have to suck in your gut to button them. The shirt looks kinda tight, but you shrug it off and creep out the door to room 70.
You finnaly get to the party and the door is open. You walk on in and actually see a few football teammates at the party. They challenge you to a beer/pizza eating contest. You accept the challenge and bet 20 bucks that you'll win. The other 2 teammates also put a 20 on the table and one of them brings out 4 kegs - one for each challenger. Then another person comes through the door with 15 large pizzas from Dominoes.
"The rules are simple, who ever can drink the most beer and eat the most pizza is the winner. If you pass out or throw up, you are disqualified. Each player now has 5 boxes of pizza in front of them, and 2 kegs. The first to finish all the pizza and both kegs is the winner. An alternate way of winning is if 2 of the 3 players are somehow disqualified during the competition." explained the teammate. "On your mark, get set, go!"
And with that, each of the men tore open their first box and started devouring the pizza. You have Michael who was a little scrawny guy, one of the smallest players on the team. Then Carlos, a muscular beefy guy, he and Kyle were about the same size, but Kyle was arguably fatter.
30 minutes into the race, Michael had eatin 1 1/2 boxes of pizza and about 2/5ths of his first keg. Kyle had eatin 2 boxes and had drunken 4/5 of his keg. And Carlos had eatin 2 1/2 boxes, and about 1/2 of his keg. The buttons on Brads shirt were straining, and you could see Kyle' belly in the oval like holes inbetween the buttons.
15 minutes later, Michael had passed out and only eatin 2 1/2 boxs and 3/4 of a keg. Carlos had eatin 4 boxes, and 1 1/4 of his kegs. And Kyle had managed to eat 4 boxes and 1 3/5 of his keg. With so much food in Kyle's gut, the bottom two buttons of Brad's shirt popped right off and Kyle's stuffed gut fell out.
About 5 minutes later, Kyle had to eat 4 more pieces and about 1/5 of his 2nd keg, and Carlos passed out in his pizza.
"Congradualtions Kyle! You're the winner. But how about we make a little deal... if you can finish off the last for slices and the rest of your keg, I will throw in 20 more bucks!"said the one of the roomies.
"Idunno, I am so stuffed, I feel like I will pop!" Kyle said looking down at his huge swollen gut. "But I need the money pretty bad, so I guess I'll do it"
And Kyle finished off the last 4 slices and keg in no time. Everyone was clapping and he stood all the way up, and the button on his already tight jeans flew across the room.
Kyle, feeling quite drunk and embarressed, collected his money and stumbled back to his room.
He sobered up enough to know not to make a peep while reentering the dorm. He put away his money, put Brad's shirt back in place, hid his shorts in a safe place, and collapsed onto his bed and fell asleep.
The next morning he awoke with a terrible hangover. He stayed in bed for a while just watching TV and finally Brad came in to the room, he had boughten them some Hardee's.
Kyle gets up and immediately notices that his gut is sticking out about 2 inches. He is in shock, but he can only imagine what Brad would say if he found out. So he attempts to hid his new distended gut but putting on some sweat pants and a sweat shirt.
"I got each of us a Sausage biscuit to eat and I bought a few extras to keep in the fridge for other mornnings." says Brad.
"Ok, then give me mine." Kyle commands.
"Wait, only if you promise me that you and I will go to the gym today and start a workout routine before the season starts," says Brad.
"uhh..."
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