No, don't adjust your screen. That really is our Porky Philosopher's stomach. Is he pregnant? Twins? Or just spending too much time with that famous German export. Nietzsche? Nah, the other one. Hamburgers. Perhaps a sit up or two would be in order. His stomach is larger than his ego.
Or maybe he's just full of shit.
Bring your best insolence, impertinence, and juvenility.
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