"They're big boys" Years ago I had a friend who worked in a small office. The secretary had two teenage sons, aged 14 and 16. she told my friend that they were big boys. Eventually they came to the office. They were grossly obese. For breakfast their mother would cook for  the two of them a total of two dozen eggs, a pound of bacon, and a pound of sausage. And that was not their biggest meal of the day. Their dinners were massive, complete with loads of meat, bread, potatoes, and gravy, as well as desserts. Their thighs were so fat that they couldn't sit normally but had to splay out their legs. The mother rubbed baby oil on their inner thighs so they didn't chafe. Their father was reputed to weigh around 400 pounds.