Mmmh, I love finding unsuspecting, weak looking people shopping alone at the grocery store to devour. I've already eaten you--it's so sad how you don't have a future anymore. Oh, what's this? Your phone's ringing. It's your step-mom! I pick up and when she asks where her step-son is, I fart into the phone. Is that a satisfactory answer? It's crazy how gassy you're getting me, and so unfortunate how you're just being converted to fat on my hips as we speak...