In the days of Noah there were many men on earth who were giants. Even little David was called upon the field of battle to defend his countrymen from the dreaded giant. The Giant which David put down, was one of many men of the land who towered above the average sized man.
David and the Giant and then Samson taking on the Lion and finally given enough power to bring down the whole coliseum. The little giant killer and the man who destroyed a coliseum by brute strength were not fatty fatty 2x4 can not get thru the kitchen door.
Size by girth nor power of muscle can never best the act of divine guidance and a determined will. If it were not steroids it must have been the water. Then again it might have been the fresh fruit and good green veggies what with so much mutton at hand.
Forget what David and his crew had for supper. We need to accumulate more facts to figure the real girth of this fattest man of baseball. Once we nail down and document for all of posterity to know the round about length of belt required by our roly poly round man of baseball then to more pressing matters.
Folks you see life does not need to be filled with abstract facts and figures we all need to lighten up relax be a little jovial now and again. Be like "Mikey" try it you might like it.
Once we know the fattest then surely someone can determine a mathematical formula to figure just about everything about this rotund pot of blubber. If I am tuned in properly on what I read in the gazette our entire country has this fat disease something, about fast food slowing all these fatties down to a waddle.
Just trying to get you folks to lighten up some. No real message, just a little frivolity.
