How was Taco Tuesday? Has that beautiful tank burst yet?
I don’t know how it hasn’t fucking exploded yet. You know even when I’m eating these I’m still getting full at 18 tacos. Like uncomfortably full. To get the next 6 down I really have to push myself to force them all down into my big stuffed gut.
But tonight the kitchen was closing so I said fuck it and bring me one more taco. It got brought out and I was struggling to gulp it down, I remember being too embarrassed though to ask for an entire extra taco at the end up not finish it.
I just ended up taking a big bite and chewing it without intending to swallow until finally a little belch would escape or I’d build up enough courage to gulp some down. It took over 7 minutes to eat that last tacos with how long my bites were.
But I fucking did it, holy shit 25 fucking tacos at this point. Why the FUCK am I EATING THIS MUCH!
I had to leave bent the fuck over and as soon as I got outside I started fucking groaning loud as fuck in the parking lot. I had to like I seriously felt my gut shaking and stretching if I walked too fast.
I had to lay my seat back a good bit just so I could sit in it because my big fat gut was so fucking full I couldn’t sit up straight. I wouldn’t be able to breathe if I did.
I’m typing this now still stuffed beyond belief, I can’t believe I actually cleared 25 tacos. At a restaurant in a booth! I just hope I don’t look like I’m struggling too hard when I’m on these last ones. I wonder if they can tell I’m maxed out but just see me struggling to force the rest of the food down anyway 😮💨
Also look how much my sides are bowing the fuck up now, after 25 tacos that most extreme side bulge I’ve seen on my gut so far. Bellies are supposed to swell up like that on the sides right? 😬