So I triggered a soon to be death fat today. This is the same fattass from the hurdle incident. So the soon to be deathfat (stbd?) walks up to me and asks how much I can bench. I told him that I don't bench because I have a home gym and don't have a spotter. He asks how much I can squat and I give him the same answer. He then asks me how much I run, I told him a run everyday. He then exclaims "But don't know that will stop you from gaining muscle??!?!" I explain to him why this is bullshit, and ask him if he thinks proffesional bodybuilders never to cardio. He started realizing how wrong he was, and quickly changed the subject to protect his denial. He said that my legs look like twigs, and asked if I ever do leg day. I told him I do leg days once a week and follow it up with a shorter run. He says that his legs are super buff, and tries to flex them. His legs looked straight up like a cylinder. No definition at all. I told him that I would have big legs too if I had that bmi. Then the fattass teacher called everyone to do P.E. stuff, interupting my shitlording. Our P.E. is basically an hour of the lightest possible cardio. I think walking would expend more energy to be entirely honest. So I had a lot of time to think of how to continue the shitlording when P.E. ended. So we finish up and I walk over to the STBD. "If you're so fit" "Which I am" he interrupts, "Why don't you do this", I then jumped in the air. I saw panic fill his face. He then says that his knee hurts and he can't. Did I mention he's been milking the hurdle incident to sit out of P.E. for an ENTIRE MONTH? He can clearly walk just fine, but "MUH CONDISHUNS!" I knew I had him cornered so flung everything I had at him. I think my rant went somthing like this. "You think you're fit, but every piece of evidence is quite to the contrary. You get winded walking from classroom to classroom, and you cant walk up stairs. You probably don't even know what your dick looks like. I'm honestly really flattered my mere existance triggered you so much" His friend turned to defend him and argued that the STBD was muscular under his fat. I argued that adipose tissue ups your estrogen levels, and lowers your testosterone levels, which lowers your ability to gain muscle. Plus, even if you were buff under that surely it's better to be skinny than to be ripped under mountains of fat. The STBD says he will kick my ass if I dont shut up. I simply said that I could hop on one foot faster than he can run, so I'm not worried. He lunged toward me, and I just stepped out of the way. He was unable to stop the momentum of his fupa, an and fell on the floor. I walked away laughing my ass off.  P.S. I only had a half hour to write this, so sorry about the quality.