Dick ate cheese and other artery clogging delicacies but that was not his greatest problem. Dick sat a lot not moving too much other than the one day a week he paced the streets but that was not his biggest thing to worry about whether a hard piece of blood might stop his brain. Dick went to faith services, read dirty books and once just because he could not stand the longing anymore, paid a woman to have sex with her. These were all fairly normal behaviors for the fat fuck. Dick’s most fundamental problem was tinkering with mechanics and mixing the elements.