When I first met Fatty, I wanted to punch him in the face, because he was pretty rude and very vulgar, but as time moved on, he turned out to be one of the greatest guys I know. I mean sure, when he gets drunk he likes to do stuff that pisses me off, but when he's sober he feels really bad about it. We had many fun times, at the apartment, in Ottawa, at the barn, and it's nice to know I have someone I can talk to whenever something is wrong.
Me & Fatty
Fatty at Pizza Hut
Fatty gettin ready to bleach the HELL out of the barn.
Only the apartment crowd would know the meaning of this picture. Muahah.