I'm pudgy... and there's a reason.

It's not because I like to snack
It's not because entertainment to me is sitting in front of the TV and blowing things up on XBox
It's not because of my genes
It's not because I like to face paint using black and call myself a panda
It's not because of the 3 heaping spoonfuls of sugar I put in my tea every morning
It's not because I get leg cramps watching other people excercise
It's not because I HATE excercise
It's not because I'm so lazy I don't like to move my arms and legs to float in the swimming pool (Chunky people float if you didn't know)
It's not because my favourite Stooge was Curly (Not the gay ones!)
It's not because I'm usually at McDonalds once a week
It's not because I get winded reading a book
It's not because my wife like's a "Husky" man

It's because I'm not terribly good with home wiring and shock myself more often then not... and a little extra padding doesn't hurt.