Yesterday I was out with my wife and she drew my my attention to a man with a large belly.

She said, "That is just what you used to look like."

"Yes, and you used to constantly tell me to pull my jacked-up shirt back over my belly!" I said.

"You haven't bugged me about that in a long time!"

"Yes, I know!" she said with a big smile.

She didn't want me walking around with half a hairy belly sticking out, I didn't think I could help it.

The shirts I bought fit fine when I bought them, washed once they became belly shirts.

I literally walked around with both hands stretching the shirt down over the beach ball so I wouldn't get the needle from her.

Of course, she didn't like that either.

Now the silence is golden. I no longer own a shirt which instigates a Jerry Springer scene.

Too funny! I wish I couldnt relate. I was thinking the other day. (Im still wearing my fat guy work khakis) "Man these pants cover more of my shoes than they used too". My inflated butt made my trouser legs into floods!

The shortest distance between two points is NOT a semicircle!

Your too funny Gman..but I am glad you no longer hear that annoying nagging....lol

So funny.!! Congrats on having a stomach that now frees your hand.

I love this! Happy for you.