First he's worried about having a sore throat. Then his heart
is beating too fast. Next he's worried that his headache won't go away. Maybe the hippochondriac should stop
worrying about everything else, and start worrying about
weighing over 300 pounds.
Tom: I'm bored. You guys wanna play a board game or something. How about Hungry Hungry Hippos?
Sean: We can't. John's a Hippochondriac, he flipped the table the last time we played
It is generally applied to Fat munters Hippochockalogapigs think they are still fit who strut around night clubs bag over shoulder,bottle of blue wkd in hand and Fat ass belly sticking out the bottom of top.
They usually fancy people they are never going to be able to pull and take out there anger by usually battering the victims bird out of pure jealousy and because they usually outweigh the poor cow by a clear 5 stone.