(by KP and Jose)
The rotund warrior settled into his chair with the silky smooth precision of a crab, his substantial behind settling into the soft padding material displacing it so that it snuck up the nether-region between the cheeks and there it stayed. Stayed atleast, till he shifted for more comfort.
Few dared approach him lest they be blinded by the rays os SHEER OSSOMNESS that emanated so freely from him.
The Rotund Warrior then took a bite from his sandwich , picked up the phone and used his fearsome voice
to sell stuff.
Dreamsatwork presents: Kung-Fubu Panda as he should have been :)
(Statutory Warning: Bad Photoshopping Ahead - proceed at your own risk:)