Miss Gia's initial impression of her blind date, Frank, left her with a rather unexpected thought - he appeared to be quite a stupid little nutcrack! This can't work! Every single body part of Miss Gia could easily crash Frank's. With Frank's baby-like muscles, it just makes it hard to believe that he can effectively lift or strike anything. His wrist is a pitiful 6 inches, whereas Miss Gia's is a magnificent 7! And for Frank to admit that he feels inferior because a woman possesses more dominant bulk traits is embarrassing. How is it possible that Frank's little chest is dwarfed by Miss Gia's huge thighs taken together? How ridiculous is it that Gia's toes are noticeably bigger and wider than his own? Frank's little bird chest can't take much more dropping, plopping, and smashing; if Gia continues to give impactful bounces and smashes of her fat ass on his chest, he'll soon burst and explode. Miss Gia has run out of ideas for her tiny companion. Thankfully, Miss Gia uses their alone time to compare their proportions, further embarrassing and humiliating him. It's already awful that he has a chicken leg that is almost 27 inches from thigh to thigh, while Miss Gia's legs measure a whopping 39 inches. That's teeny, tiny, and not at all what Miss Gia's after. Miss Gia's quite disappointed as to how her date turned out to be. She definitely needs a bigger, stronger man who can definitely take in all the weight she has without him breaking or crushing his entire body. You are too fucking small for me, now go - thanks for wasting my time, loser.