Chloe (to Bink): Hey Bink, I've noticed since we switched from chicken hearts to turkey livers that you've porked up a bit.
Bink: Porked up?
Chloe: Yeah, you know, picked up a spare tire, packed on some love handles, squeezed out a muffin top?
Bink (annoyed): Are you calling me fat?!?
Chloe (with a big grin): Fat? No. I'd say... big boned. Rubenesque. Lots to love!
Bink (arms crossed in annoyance): Shut it!