Jeffrey Mulligans always had an obsession with those delightful, heavenly filled Twinkies. An obsession to say the least, would be an understatement. A more appropriate term for Jeffrey’s relationship with Twinkies would be passion. You see, whenever Jeffrey Mulligans sees a luscious Twinkie he is overcome by an unstoppable urge to eat it -- even if somebody else is planning to. This obsession has led Jeffrey to becoming a chunky and inflated man who is now composed of a series of flabs, that have flabs, that even further, have flabs. Furthermore, his body is not proportional to his legs, arms, and his head, giving him the structure of a ball.

On a particularly gloomy day, Jeffrey had discovered an absolutely, cataclysmic disaster. He was out of Twinkies. Every month, Jefrey would receive about 750 Twinkies in the mail. In order to make these precious Twinkies last, he had begun pacing himself to about 24 Twinkies per day.
Since Jeffrey had an unproportional body, his movement was, of course, extremely limited. Due to this, he would only get up when a new shipment of Twinkies was at his door. In order to maintain this lifestyle, Jeffrey had created a “base of operations” on his couch; he would pee into a bottle, and defecate into a bucket.
So on this specific day, he was out of those cherished Twinkies. Jeffrey was trying to suppress his withdrawal from the Twinkies by looking out the of the window on his second story apartment. Hundreds of people passed by, and Jeffrey started to imagine that they were all Twinkies. Jeffrey woke up from his daydreaming in puddle of saliva. Then, he saw it! A man walking by, holding a Twinkie like it was just an everyday object. But, it wasn't. And Jeffrey knew that. Whenever Jeffrey would bite into the foamy and flaky outer crust of a Twinkie, he would start to drool uncontrollably, then, once the outer layer was gone, Jeffrey would slowly suck on the inner creaminess of the Twinkie. Jeffrey pinched himself just to make sure that he wasn’t daydreaming again.
The Twinkie that this man was holding was slowly disappearing--it was about three-fourths of the way to being gone-- and Jeffrey simply wouldn't let that happen under any circumstances. With a sudden step, Jeffrey bounced off of the couch, with the speed of a normal human being. Flabs flabbing and stomach bobbing, Jeffrey leaped into the window, breaking it, and falling down the two stories to the pavement. To the normal human, it would have almost appeared that Jeffrey seemed to bounce once he hit the pavement below him. But this did not hinder Jeffrey in the slightest bit for the task that he was meant to execute. Jeffrey rolled onto his feet, and tackled the man holding the Twinkie. The man, of course, was normal sized, and simply couldn’t withstand Jeffrey's sheer amount of weight.
The man crumpled to the ground, and the Twinkie started flying and flying, until it hit a the ground, then it started to roll past the sidewalk and onto the road it kept rolling and rolling past cars and trucks that were miraculously not hitting it. Suddenly, the Twinkie stopped straight in the middle of the road. Jeffrey leaped at the Twinkie, and he started to put it into his mouth. His saliva was already forming. A loud honk came from an approaching truck. But, Jeffrey was too enthralled in his Twinkie to notice.
Splat.