I can’t stop gaining weight at the rate I’m eating. I can already barely fit into this bra and panty set. That doesn’t stop me from deciding to indulge in a large plate of chicken wings dipped in ranch dressing. I try and keep count of just how many wings I’m scarfing down but I get so excited that I lose track at 7. Will you count them for me? I ran out of soda so I have to wash the wings down with a couple glasses of water instead. By the time I’ve finished my whole plate my belly looks pregnant. This sure is helping me reach my weight gain goals!