When I was having trouble paying my rent, I decided to go and live with my best friend and his girlfriend. We all had so much fun together and there was rarely a boring night around the house. All of that changed after his girlfriend gave birth to their firstborn child. Once that happened, she became impossible to live with. My friend noticed it too and made himself scarce.

Arriving home one day, I overheard her crying in her bedroom. My buddy was gone, as usual, so I went in to see what was wrong. Apparently, it didn't matter how much the baby ate, she remained full and engorged. Being the good friend that I am, I stepped in to help her out.