ou are just getting home from work. I really know that this isn't the type of news you want to get when you first get home, but I just can't keep it in any longer. You haven't been taken the subtle hints. SO, I just have to say it. You are fat! You're are Disgusting!! I have to run a few errands and I don't want to fight but I couldnt just sit by and let you get grosser and grosser. As I am reaming you about all the pounds you have put on. I notice for some reason I am having a difficult time getting my shoes on. As I look down I realize, maybe my tummy has started to plump up. Just a tiny bit...as I touch and feel my stomach. It feels like I am getting hit by a ton of bricks, but it's just me...I weigh almost as much. I begin to sob, I can't believe this happened. How did this happen? I obviously didn't do this on my own. You must have done this. It's ALL YOUR FAULT. You let me eat soo much we got kicked out of All you Can Eat Wings. You never stopped me from all the gluttonous eating I have been doing. You wanted me to become a fat pig just like you...I can't believe you did this to me. Since its all because of you, you're going to have to make sure I stay happy and plump and fed from now on!!!