Ouch. That did not look like it felt too complimentary. No have reservations the skint, portly suitor felt very abashed laying there on the literal looking like a beached Beluga. This is why fat people shouldn’t freedom their homes except to go to Old Mother country Buffet. I wouldn’t be surprised if the next nonetheless this guy cheerfully gets on something with four wheels is when Maury Povich sends a camera gang and they have to rip off a side of his bordello and tackle him out of his bed with a Bobcat.
And the splits? Yikes. I wasn’t even hep of the points that fat people could deflect that way. How appropriate it would have been if a James Brown commotion had been added for spotlight music.
