If the sun and the clouds are situated at the right angle to reflect against his mom's bungalow's one bedroom window, his mom's handwashing basket creating extra shadowing, the dirty window distorting the pic, the mobile phone in the ready position blocking 3 of his chins, his mom's salvation army reject striped dress to cover his bitch titties and spare truck tyre and his chubby arm pressed tightly against his mammory to push the cellulite out. If this is all coordinated properly and the internet cafe is closed for cleaning, only then can the mighty squadfatty post a pic.
Classic!