This greedy piggy calls himself a ‘Greek god’ like we’re not looking at a temple that switched from marble to marshmallow. You’re not Zeus or Apollo, more like a-pollo of seconds and thirds. Talking about divine physique while your shirt is doing a full Olympic event just trying to stay closed. Those tight clothes are out here competing in the Hercules endurance trials. The Greek god you look like the most is Dionysus, the god of wine and excess. Not the strength, not the aesthetics… just the overindulgence sponsorship deal is the thing you two have in common. You stand there like you’ve descended from Mount Olympus, but the only thing you’ve been ascending lately is portion sizes. Your huge soft paunch is looking like Mount Olympus itself. This isn’t a ‘godly form’, it’s a feast that never ended. Still got the confidence of a Greek god though, I’ll give you that, because it takes real fat, uhm faith, to look like that and still introduce yourself as a mythological standard.
He actually gained some stretch marks from his day 1 weight loss video. Hmmm...
