You need a Man bra. No, not you! Silly goose. I am watching the Biggest Loser, which fits quite perfectly with my classy “taste” in TV shows. Like, if my taste was a fine wine, you could box my shit up and call me Franzia. So, anyway, this man’s moobies (man boobs) are just flopping up and down and it makes me sad because I know how much that hurts. STOP YELLING AT HIM, JILLIAN MICHAELS! That she-man is terrorizing the gym. I mean, do you really think it is a good idea to yell, “you’re going to die” at morbidly obese people? What the shit, Jillian?
I know, I am rambling, but let me get to my point. So, some chick was on her bike and then we get a shot of Jillian, talking behind the scenes, “she tries to use her asthma as an excuse, she says she can’t breathe, but I know that’s not her problem.” You’re right, Jillian. Having a 280-pound woman peddle on a bike for an hour couldn’t possibly trigger her asthma. You asshole.
Bike Lady w/ Asthma: I…can’t…breathe…my…lungs…burn
Jillian: I know that’s not the problem. Tell me. What’s the problem?
Bike Lady w/ Asthma: My…lungs…burn…
Jillian: You’re sad your dad died, aren’t you?
Sooooo, she’s using her asthma as a defense mechanism? Trainer and psychologist…YOU GETTEM JILLIAN.
Jillian: "YOU'RE SAD YOUR DAD DIED, AREN'T YOU?!!!!"
ReplyDeleteBiggest Loser Girl: "Well yeah... that too, but really - my lungs burn."