Jimmy Shubert: Don't Want to Say He Was Fat...

I was driving around today. I pulled off the freeway; I get stuck at the bottom of the off ramp. There's a guy standing there -- had to be tipping the scales at a smooth 420 pounds. I don't wanna say he was fat; I'll just say he was gravitationally challenged. I mean, the back of his neck looked like a package of ballpark franks. And he's holding a cardboard sign that says, 'Will Work for Food.' The audacity of it -- I'm screaming out my car window, 'Hey, take some time off, will ya?!'

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