A week later, Danny continued to feast on Nasty Burger meals which made his already out of shape get worse. By now, his shirt was so dirty from the grease of burgers and fries he's been wolfing down, that no washing machine could clean it. But his personal hygenie wasn't his only issue. His belly was now 5 feet around and his belly button alone looked like an open sewer hole. His man-boobs were now a size double B and blocked almost his entire view of things. His flabby arms were so packed with blubber, they were weighing down the couch's rests while his legs and butt were crushing the poor furniture. So Danny spend an hour sitting and eating a jumbo-sized potato chips. His parents were off looking for camps he could join to shred his pounds while his friends were forbidden to see him by their parents, due to them believing he's a bad influence. His sister, Jazz, tried some talking to him, but he shrugged her off. She gave up trying 4 days ago and decided to look into colleges instead. Danny spend the begining of his day alone in his house. He could care less. He just wanted food and his brain grew hazy. Suddenly, something important (to Danny at least) happened.