He's probably too fat to do a tuck and hide, so I'll have to go with Drama King.
You know, the big guy's paramount ambition has
always been to get a free ride on the disability gravy-train; he's dreamed of it for decades.
It's obvious he's feeling cheated, that Life screwed him over, because he never got it.
One might think, "Well now, he's retired on a generous pension given him by the taxpayers of Omaha, and can't possibly lack for a thing, and so that's all behind him now."
But it's not. He
still feels cheated, as if he was denied something he "deserved."
<<<knows the type.
I think it's reasonable to assume that even in luxurious retirement and ease, the big guy's going to keep scheming about ways and means to collect "disability" in one form or another; maybe he'll "slip" on one of the well-waxed floors of a shopping mall and bruise his rump.
Damn it, he
deserves it.
<<<knows the type.