Yup. This.There are a million other things you could joke about. Going after his weight is just lazy. It’s the easy joke when you can’t think of anything intelligent to say, like when I talk shit on the Mets like I know dick about baseball.
And fuck everyone who makes me defend this motherfucker, by the way. It’s like that time I had to write about the dipshits who criticized Snooki’s body “post-baby.” C’mon, man. That’s not the way I prefer to feel dirty.
At the same time…people are fucking awful and I can’t believe they say these things to another human being.
And I’m not gonna lie, I still remember my mother’s coworker asking “Why are you so fat?” when I was a kid, or a neighbor telling me I didn’t need another doughnut because I was “big enough.” I was like 10. Shit stays with you. (Yes, they were assholes, and their opinions don’t matter to me, and I’ll eat a goddamn doughnut now if I want to, LIKE AN ADULT. But…it stays with you.)
So… I don’t know. Maybe don’t be a dick? That’s sort of my point here.
P.S. I left the ad for Breyer’s Gelato in my screen grab of that image, because how hilariously perfect is that?