Acting is tough. Many retired performers have post-dramatic stress.
I compulsively collect appetizers. I’m a bit of a hors d’oeuvre.
Delusions of obesity? You might be a hippochondriac.
Masochists love art; especially pain tings.
Kleptomaniac amputees take a lot of faux toes.
I am paranoid about pickpockets. I have nervous of steal.
In a bizarre experiment to cure drug addicts, they fed them stimulants that made them feel obese and cranky, aka amfatandmeans.
Ashamed of my weight, I eat pies in secret. It’s a flandestine activity.
Be careful if you sleep too much—you’ll end up deep rest.