"Buh-UUuurrrp!” Cartman belched. His table piled with empty dishes from his latest yelp review.
"Definitely could have been better, so far nothing on this menu is worth a damn" Cartman's scoffed as he typed in his phone, giving his belly a little pat. David watched from behind the counter as the local fat boy devoured everything his parents made him. He watched as the boys red jacket could barely contain the mass of blubber that was the boy. Nervously David walked up to him as he was grabbing his gut and licking his face.
"H-how was it?" David asked. After stifling another belch Cartman gave him an answer.
"The meat wasn't cooked to my liking, the whole thing was pretty disappointing, I'm thinking one star."
David gasped. There was no way this fat idiot would dare rate his parents food so low.
"Please I will do anything for you not to rate my family's restaurant so low!"
Cartman thought to himself, while tapping his fingers on his belly.
"I tell you what, YOU go back there and make me everything on the menu, and if it's good I will give you five stars. I am still stupidly hungry."
David nodded, if this fat boy was gonna give his familia another chance, he was gonna make that fat kid pay.
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