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Food. Food is delicious, its divine. It fuels our bodies and keeps us healthy..unless you consume too much. That brings us to eric theodore cartman, likely the most obese ten year old in southpark. Already at eight, eric had started to size up into adults clothing. Not that he always accepted it, sometimes forcing a kiddie t shirt over his massive belly only for it to become some what of a crop top. He was teased relentlessly by basically everyone he knew but especially his friends. Oh the jokes never stopped with them, even when eric tried to block them with the usual comback; "im not fat, im big boned!" That only ever elicited more laughter; more jokes.
However, his weight was not fully erics fault. How was he supposed to understand and enjoy the basics of healthy eating when practically his whole family were obese pigs?! Not his mother though. Ah, liane cartman, the town crackwhore. Soft spoken slut. She might fool most people into thinking she is a perfect mother but she is far far from it. After all, giving your child food and toys instead of love isnt exactly "parenting". Food is what she could use to get eric to do what she wanted. Too many questions about a client? "I have cookies in the kitchen poopsiekins!" Having a bad day? "Why dont you have some powerdered donut pancake suprise?" Refusing to get into bed? "Ill let you have some cheesy poofs!"
It was the answer to everything and eric remained blissfully unaware about the hold food had on him.
Until he wasnt.