βYou ready for more, piggy? Hmm, I bet you are. When I look in your eyes and see the greed, it makes me so hard. Your greed is just insatiable, isnβt it? You donβt give a shit what youβre eating as long as you can feel those immense quantities of food sliding down your gullet and into this gigantic blubbery stomach of yours. I want it too, piggy. I want you to be so immensely fat you canβt even move. I want your whole body smothered in hundreds of pounds of heavy, unhealthy lard. Okay, I can see you getting anxious, baby. Iβll get another bucket of pasta for you.β
