You should be ashamed of yourself. From the multitude of wraps, take-away containers, and pizza boxes, it looks like you had a party while I was away. You can't fool me; I know that you alone ate this. There were no friends here, no date, just you and your ever-growing gut. When did you decide to become a pig? You used to be so fit. You'd make my panties soaking wet whenever I'd see you after the gym. It's been shocking to witness; I've never seen someone's fitness just melt away the way yours has. Looking at you now, I can't believe that I was ever attracted to you. You look like a totally different person, or, should I say, a pig?