The conversation for me usually goes:

Brain: Hmm, I’m not doing anything, might as well eat.

Stomach: Yeah, I guess I could have a bite.

Brain: I’ve eaten, but there’s more pizza there. Guess I’ll have more.

Stomach: Please no, I’m full.

Brain: Hmm, two more slices isn’t really enough to save, I should eat it.

Stomach: God please, no. Let it end! I can’t take any more!

Brain: Oh! I just remembered we have some ice cream in the freezer!

Stomach: KILL ME! I WANT TO DIE!

Me: Ugh, why the fuck did I eat a whole pizza by myself…