Pot-Bellied Sneeches

I’m going to write a Dr. Seuss-esque story about a race that thought they were better than others because of their beer gut. Then when the others also grew beer guts to fit in, they put a tattoo of a pot leaf on their gut to differentiate themselves again and consider themselves better. At this point, they were Pot-Bellied twice over. When the “lesser Sneeches” leveled the playing field by tattooing as well, then the “betters” shoved large cooking pots onto their bellies. At this point the lesser Sneeches chopped off the bellies of the “betters” and cooked the bellies in the pots. It turns out if you push a Sneech too far, he becomes a cannibal.