Hey Zechariah, I wonder if you’ve been thinking of handling Zeke’s diet in a different manner? I know you’re trying, but man is he piling on the pounds. Do you think he’ll have a wake up call? Or just keep stuffing himself
"You don't have to worry about him. I've been working him to the bone to keep him in shape... for all the good it's doing."
*huff huff huff* *collapses*
"God... please... kill me... I... can't... take this... anymore..."
"Oh? Then you won't mind if I do this..."
*steps on Zeke's fat gut*
"OOOUUUGH... *OOORRRRRP* Bro, please... You're gonna make me pop!"
"God, you're such a goddamn pig! How can you let yourself get so fat, porkbutt?!"