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One day you walk into the gym for your workout. Business is booming at the Pizzaria, so much that Greg(the lion that hired you) could afford to hire on a delivery guy, which has freed up a little of you time now that people don't have to crowd into the place in order to get their pizza. The popularity of the place has Greg pumping out more pizza you would think possible, but somehow he's managed to keep up, adapting his methods and preparing pizza dough in advance each night. Even so he manages to overshoot his qouta, and where you were occationally bringing home one or 2 pizzas, your now getting 4 or 5, all of which get confiscated when you go to the gym.
Tonight, when Albert takes the pizza off your hand, you notice something off, though you can't place it at first. Albert begins handing off the pizza, and you begin working out, still trying to figure out what is nagging at the back of your mind. Finally Albert stops by to work out with you and chat, and it finally begins to sink in as you watch him doing power squats. "Um... Albert?" you say to him, "Have you... put on a little weight?" Looking over him, it's not immediatly obvious, he's still pretty much muscle bound, but there is a slight buldge at his middle, visible when he squats down and it buldges against his belt. It's only slight, a little less definition, a slight rounding at his cheeks, but it is there.
"What!?" he says, surprised at this accusation, dropping the weight which clangs to the floor causing a mini tremor. "I just saying, it's not much but, maybe your having a bit too much of that pizza." you say. Albert gaffaws, "Please, I'm ripped, I can handle a few slices of pizza." he says. "Well, theres a few, and then there's alot..." you say, considering the amount of free pizza that's been coming through. "Maybe I shouldn't be bringing so much in." You suggest. "I see what's going on," says Albert, "Your looking to snag the pizza yourself." he says, accusing you. "What? NO!" you retort, a little offended that he would accuse you of that. "I'm just saying that 5 pizza's is a bit too much to bring to the gym." You try to explain, confused at what's gotten into Albert.
"Oh I hear you, you just resent me helping you out by keeping temptation out of your way, so you call me fat!" he yells. "I didn't call you..." you start, but Albert walks over and grabs you by the scruff of the neck, "Well, if that's what you think of our friendship, then go ahead! Keep the pizza for all I care!" He drags you to the door and tosses you out. "And don't come back until you can apologize!"
You stand up and rub your tailbone, wondering what the heck just happened? You knew Albert was into bodybuilding, but is he TAHE sensative about being called fat? Either way, your peeved yourself, you were just looking out for Albert, and you feel he's being a hypocrite, he was all over 'friends don't let friends' when he was getting free pizza, but now at the slightest povocation he's tossing you out of the gym? What a jerk! You head home, still fuming over the whole thing.
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