I'll Go on a Diet... Right After Some More of That Delicious Chocolate Cake!

 

Hey Monkerstein! Let me out of this thing! Oh dear, I am so stuffed that I can hardly move. I ate so much that I almost exploded. I feel like a bloated bribe from a Halliburton weapons contractor. What's that you say? there is still some chocolate cake left? Hmm, maybe if I gently massage my tummy, I can make room for just a little more... Two slices please!