It Has To Be A Joke
Anthony was mortified, in his tracks, frozen. That was a joke of some kind, right? He couldn’t believe that she had done something like this to him, and even in front of everybody. In humiliation, Antony stood, and his head started to spin. Like an over-ripe tomato, he could feel his cheeks flush, and he ran far away, as quickly as he could. He figured it couldn’t make things any worse, but he was so wrong.
Fast-Food Fanatic
Anthony Bayer was a self-proclaimed fast-food addict. Burgers, fries, hot dogs, pizzas – Anthony ate all the kinds of food that most people have as a weekend treat. Single-day each. His family tried their best to make him eat well, but somehow Antony would still get hold of unhealthy foods. The more he ate Antony, the larger he became. But it was just brushed off by him. The food tasted too good for him not to eat, but Antony had no idea what he had in store.
