I weighed myself today. I don’t know why. I’m not using the information. It’s not guiding my behavior. Why am I bothering to know exactly how much of a piece of shit I am.
I weighed myself and I usually hover around 230; 240 today. 240. I weigh 240 pounds. Which is not okay. No, no (ceases the applause) it’s not okay because there’s no way - you how when you go to the doctor and he gives you a formula for how much you weigh, you know, like a rule of thumb? I’m pretty sure it’s not your age plus 200 pounds. That doesn’t seem like- Like, I was watching a boxing match the other day and both guys they weigh 110 pounds each. So, both of those guys still need a fat baby and a dead dog to make me.”
Louis CK, Chewed Up
