Marrissa hated news. She flipped the channel.
A hip-hop video started to play... but it was a bit different than most. It took place in some kind of dance club, except everyone was huge, surrounded by food, and "groovin'" more than they were actually dancing. The camera panned over them as a thick, bass-filled beat came on, and settled on a large man with sunglasses who began to rap.
Yo, check this... I'm about ta bust out these rhymes like I busted outta my jeans, yo! Betta warn the kitchen...
I be spendin' all my money
(eat it up, eat it up)
'Cuz I'm so hungry
(eat it up, eat it up)
Serve it up like that
(get real plump, get real plump)
I'm gettin' fatter than fat!
(get real plump, get real plump)
I be eatin' all day
Don't care how much I weigh
My belly's growin' all around
No matta what my docta say
I need some more chicken
I need some more butta
I need some more fries
I ate one burger, now I need another!
-Then, the scene shifted to show several large women wearing very little. They were sitting down, but doing a dance of sorts which made their exposed pudge jiggle. The lead woman was black and had her belly covering half of her thighs. Marrissa had a sudden craving for chocolate. The large woman began to sing
You just wish you could put the food away like I do
When you're eatin' one meal, I'm eatin' twenty-two
There ain't never been a buffet that could satisfy me
Many tried to fill my gut, but now, they all history!
When I go walkin' 'round, the ground, it shakes under my feet
And I keep addin' on pounds, 'cuz I can never have enough to eat!
-Then the two rappers appeared together on screen, both carrying food and bumping into each other, apparently in some kind of silly contest about who was fatter, though how this was supposed to determine it, Marrissa didn't care.
Now when you get real fat,
There's no goin' back,
You just gotta have more,
Eat a whole grocery store!
-The lyrics kept going on like that, but Marrissa had ceased to pay attention. There was a gleam in her eye...