Bildough fcuked up. That Fatso was actually perving and snappin a pic of the broad wearing the tight jeans who "happened" to be walking past a Crapita window sandwiched between a doughnut shop and a Pizza Hut. He couldn't decide so he had both. 226lbs of softened butter.
Did somebody say "pie" in the sky? Mmmm, sweet heavenly pie. That would be really tasty right now.