As you look at me with some fear in your eyes; I tell you how I found your pathetic wife and created a potion so that she could be small enough for a meal! Before swallowing her whole I tell her what a waste of space I think she is and that it will be an honor to become a part of me. You worship me, and your bitter wife will forever be a part of me and my muscles, worshipping in her own way. Giving details of what she feels like in my mouth and my body. I even dubbed the mole on my face in memory that she is with me forever!