Fatso.
Just kidding. But seriously, you are kinda hogging it aren't you? Could you maybe save some for me? Jesus, how do you breathe? You aren't even listening to me. It's like you're hypnotized, just hunched over and gorging on our love as if leaving a little bit on your plate will force your dad to rape a kid. You need to walk more.
Happy Feed Upon Our Love And You Will Never Ever Go Hungry Day! I'm starting to find you less attractive.
