At the risk of fat shaming (and of giving you all an insight into my childishness), I’d like to take us all back to the childhood days of limericks with this one I’ve just composed.
There once was a man named Chris
With his diet he was remiss
His arse grew so wide
He got stuck on the slide
Now of him we all take the piss.
There once was a man named Chris
With his diet he was remiss
His arse grew so wide
He got stuck on the slide
Now of him we all take the piss.