Tara: Terry, have you lost weight?
Me: Yes, I have. How could you tell.
Tara: I could see it in your…. *holds her hand near her neck* chins.
I’ll take that as a compliment.
Tara: Terry, have you lost weight?
Me: Yes, I have. How could you tell.
Tara: I could see it in your…. *holds her hand near her neck* chins.
I’ll take that as a compliment.
I don’t mind fat jokes. Most are poorly thought out and merely show the speaker as an idiot. I do salute innovative jibes or ones specialized to someone’s particular corpulence.  I make fun of Jason Ergott for his double chin to the point where I’ve anthropomorphized it and have pondered trying to get it a talk show. I was delighted to learn that my attacks have rubbed off as relayed by the victim.
Jason’s Mom: I bought some plums and they are quite juicy. If you’re going to have one you may want to put a bowl under your chins.
ZING!
I don’t mind fat jokes. Most are poorly thought out and merely show the speaker as an idiot. I do salute innovative jibes or ones specialized to someone’s particular corpulence.  I make fun of Jason Ergott for his double chin to the point where I’ve anthropomorphized it and have pondered trying to get it a talk show. I was delighted to learn that my attacks have rubbed off as relayed by the victim.
Jason’s Mom: I bought some plums and they are quite juicy. If you’re going to have one you may want to put a bowl under your chins.
ZING!