Moushley munching on various cheeses, rapidly bloating out of her skirt and sweater.
Moushley's over-engorged middle gurgles a warning, constricted by a skirt stretched to its limit, her cheeks full of cheeze-wiz.
Moushley's fallen on her side, tubby gut spilling ahead out of her busted skirt and whining for Leon.
They're still callin it cheeseflation, it never went away