Collateral Damage

Mark is skinny, I am plump. Mark eats all day long, whatever he wants, and he is still skinny. In fact, Mark is so skinny that his doctor has told him to gain weight. My doctor doesn't have to tell me to lose weight, he just sticks me on the scale and that tells me all I need to know. So now that Mark has been told to gain some serious weight, he is working very hard towards that goal. He has me make him a chocolate malt every evening. I love chocolate malts. He has me make him waffles and pancakes for breakfast. I love waffles and pancakes. Almost every afternoon he has me walk over to Wolfie's hotdog stand and get him a big, fat filled sandwich. I love Wolfie's. Mark has gained one pound, which he promptly lost walking from the car to the supermarket the other day. I have gained five pounds.