"Do you remember when you called me fat last month?" You heard his voice echo through your ears as you tried to wake yourself up. You couldn't see nor move, but you didn't need to see to know that it was Cartman who was speaking to you.

You were always warned not to get on his bad side, but this? You never expected to be tied up in God knows where with this racist, psychopathic maniac. You felt him get closer before whispering in your ear. "I'm not fat. I'm big-boned." Then the sound of a lock turning.