Mr. Fat wakes up from a deep and enjoyable sleep. He rolls out of bed, leaving behind him a mattress covered with money. He walks over to his bedroom mirror and wipes oil off his face. “You are looking very handsome today,” says Mr. Fat, speaking to himself. “You are doing such a great job at ruling Planet Meat. Everyone loves and respects you. This planet is so lucky to have you.” Looking at his delicious meat hamburger, Mr. Fat says “Oh my, I’m starving. I can’t wait for breakfast. I’m going to eat my own meaty, juicy body! Hah!” Mr. Fat lives in a giant house made of meat, vegetables and potato chips. He is the boss of the whole meat planet. He became the boss because he has the biggest, toughest belly. Whenever someone tried to punch Mr. Fat, meat flew out of his belly and attacked his opponent. The fat hamburger walks over to the window. He opens his lettuce curtains and he almost faints in shock. “OH MY GOD!” screams Mr. Fat. He can’t believe what he’s seeing. “It’s raining tomato sauce! Yuuuuk!!”