/lit/ - Literature

>>23008444
>His majordomo typed the post with trembling hands, devastated as he saw his mentor, teacher, shift and ondulate across the floor. George had lost all grip to reality in his now ceaseless endeavor to consume food at all times, crawling and rolling from spot to spot, smashing his face onto snacks, clumps of slop and any food items his staff now could only throw at his proximity. Coming closer had been impossible in the past few months due to the unspeakable stench. George did not sleep. He ate. Didn't leave the house or speak to anyone, defecating and pissing himself almost constantly. He ate. The majordomo wiped his tears from behind the safety glass, visible from the control room to the man he once admired, though the thing he had now become did not seem to care or even notice. "They called him fat. Then, they called him FAT. They were so right. We were fools to not see it, it's now too late. It's... " he turned away and left the room, the mansion, the compound, this nightmare. Within a week the rest of the staff followed suit. George R. R. Martin lay in his own filth and decomposing refuse, wheezing. "hmfrrgfwwaa.. hmfrtmbleught.. ttaAAAHBLueur.. whwhaaa.. WHATABLOUTTAXSHES?!!"

Is he the fattest author to ever gain prominence? He's got to be over 300 pounds. But there has to be some people even fatter right?

>>8528903
>The description of food is the only okayish thing in this whole book
Really makes you think.