That's because she's HAD to be remarkably stable you jerk! You gave her no options lest you both end up out on the street. Gigantic butthole's wife is a saint. I'm sure the queasy stomach is from redressing the nasty sores and her shoulder from doing all the chores the big one comes up with after she's already worked at a...oh...job! I'm sure your pride in her comforts her at night though.
I bet a job and you being able to do some chores around the house would comfort her even more. Just a guess.
Damn, you're good, madam.
You said what I was hoping someone would say.
The gigantic primitive says he's now in the "430s"--if one considers 439 pounds the "430"s.
I really and honestly and sincerely and wholeheartedly want the gigantic primitive to lose weight, circa 5 pounds a week seems a healthy rate, so that shortly after Christmas, he can dust off his resume and lose even more weight pounding the pavements looking for a job, so as to take some of the burden off his long-suffering wife.