Yo granma so fat that she didn’t have to see the Lay’s commercial to already most intuitively know for herself she couldn’t eat just one.
Yo granma so fat that after she did eventually see the Lay’s commercial for the first time, she went to the grocery store and yanked every last available Lay’s potato chip product off of the shelf, just before asking a stockman if there were any more in the back.
Yo granma so fat that she then returned to the chip isle and proceeded to yank every last available Pringles product off of the shelf, just before asking the same stockman if there were any more in the back.
Yo granma so fat that before she finished her grocery shopping (about four hours later) that not only was every single shelf among the chip isle completely empty (top to bottom, beginning to end, left and right), but customers were asking the managers why there were no available shopping carts anywhere in sight.
Extra added bonus: Yo granma so fat sex joke.
Yo granma so fat that she did every soul brotha’ on the block she could get her hands upon, and then afterwards burped continuously, non-stop for about a whole hour while counting her hard earned loot.
My very own little golden book for adults. 