“Fat shamed”.
What a singularly “modern” phrase. In a normal world, one would assume that this porcine nine year old wouldn’t need any external verbal prompts to unleash a daily torrent of confidence pulverising shame - one look in the mirror should provide enough embarrassment to last a lifetime. If he’s that fat at nine, he’ll be heart attack material at twenty. Then again, look at the blimp’s mother - he certainly hasn’t won any genetic jackpots there…
I notice he’s wearing a 4XL hoodie emblazoned with a crossed baseball bat sporting motif. Ironic, ain’t it. But I’ll wager he’s a whiz at MLB The Show 16…
If the corpulent monster sat on Santa’s knee it’s no surprise the latter ended up in hospital - he probably required arthroplasty...