"ok, ok! maybye i ate too much... those jeans did fit before...but stop yer snortin'! Maybye you'll be the next frakkin meal! didja think of that!
Yeah that shut you up real quick punk..nothin' scarier than a cow with a taste for flesh... though just joshin, you're not really my kinda meal!
Yeah i know i'm larger an' other ladies... 'though still prefer to be called chubby as oppose to 'fat' thank you..it's a paunch not morbid obesity! yeah my clothes rip sometimes! but you know what! i''m only mad 'cause clothes cost a lot y'know! i'm only a baker! i don't have the kind of money to keep replacing pairs of jeans! and i refuse to buy that many tracksuit pants y'hear!
ack! keep your hands away from my belly! i'll k-kick your ass! ahnnn...."
-Sometime later-
"you know, for all your bravado you really weren't expecting me to fall on you were you... i suppose this chub is good for somethin'... mm? you don't have air? or you want a fair?...huh! he stopped movin!... yeah i guess this is good for somethin'...."
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