Champa sat in place, seeming mildly annoyed as ususal, his now titanic body jiggling and wobbling in place as he lazily reached for a pudding cup, only to pick up an empty. Exerting effort for possibly the first time that day with an audible grunt, he leaned over further to try again. He grasped it, his blobby body heeling over like an overloaded tanker ship taking on water, and sat again with a crash, jiggling like an ocean. Empty again... "VADOS OOURP! Get me more pudding, and pizza!"