"Oh, hey man - you headed for the refrigerator? Am I in your way? I just wanted to get some cold water for my protein shake. You gettin' somethin' to eat? Oh sorry, I didn't mean to suggest that . . . um . . . because of your . . . um, you know, your size or anything . . . Boy, I am really tripping over my words here, but you're a fuckin' big guy, you know? Real fuckin' big, and I'm guessing you got a pretty big appetite to go with that gut, am I right? Haha, well at least you got a sense of humor about it, man. I guess you'd have to, being the gigantic weight you are. Do you get a lot of people commenting on how fuckin' fat you are? Yeah, I bet you do. You see, it's weird for us normal people when we meet someone as hugely obese as you, buddy. We kinda get freaked out by all the blubber, the sheer size of you, the way your clothes struggle to cover up your fat, the way you struggle to stand 'cause you're carrying so much excess weight all day, the way you breathe. Hey, I'm just blabbering now. I'll let you get at the food, big man. Don't wanna get crushed by your belly as you push past me, do I? Um . . . unless you'd be okay if I stayed to watch you eat? I'm so hard right now thinking about it."
