"I can imagine a lot bigger than that! Heck, there are guys heavier than that on the football team!"

"So, how big are you imagining?"

"Well, if there are 400 pound football players, then why not top them and go for 500 pounds? It has a nice round ring to it," replies Jason, making it up on the fly.

"500 pounds? That's a quarter ton! Nobody's that big," Robby objects.

"Oh yes they are," Jason says, sounding more sure than he is. "And if I don't get there, or whatever, 400 will do nicely."

"You're really going for 500 pounds?"

"Yes!"

"Well, you should know, I'm the frat's fat boy, and I'm keeping the title!" Robby said, shovelling in the last of his breakfast. He shoved his chair back noisily, and took his plate. "I'm going for more. I gotta keep ahead of you!!"

"Hey, Robby, didn't mean to upset you," Jason said, quickly following the sophomore. "Here, look, we can...