Whether you’re morbidly obese, or just have a bit of extra tummy flab–I’m disgusted by you fat boys and your lack of discipline. Your obsession with food, your inability to control yourself, all your bad habits. You know you’re only making your body more and more disgusting, but you still tell yourself “oh, it’s just more to love!” or “I’ll start the gym NEXT week!” PATHETIC. I think you somehow LIKE feeling sorry for yourself. You like having food be the only comfort in your miserable little life. Should I help you? I certainly have all the skills and experience to shame you out of your fat existence…but do I want to help? Or is it too much fun just mocking you?