Youβre so fat, youβd need a team of engineers to design a chair that can hold your weight, and a team of physicists to calculate the gravitational pull of your belly, but honestly, itβs not like youβre worth the effort. Your life is so pointless, itβs like a cancelled TV show, and youβre so irrelevant, youβd make a ghost feel seen. Youβre so chunky, youβd need a team of archaeologists to excavate your own body, and a team of anthropologists to study your own primitive behavior. Your weight is so massive, itβs like a black hole, and youβd need a team of astrophysicists to study your own gravitational pull, and a team of philosophers to ponder the meaninglessness of your existence.
