The Fluffy Movie: Unity Through Laughter Page #2

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I was like, "Are you serious?"

He goes, "Two years tops."

And I was like, "But I just

started making money."

"Well, it's going to

be a nice funeral."

I was like, "What an ass."

So it took a lot for me to finally

start doing something about it,

'cause it's not like this is the

first time I tried to lose weight.

This has been happening

for a long time,

but somebody tells you you're

gonna die, you actually wake up.

So what it took was it took the

support of my friends, my family,

and, you know, especially I got to

give credit where credit is due.

Martin, you guys,

helped me out so much,

because he's always encouraging

me to go to the gym.

"Let's go work out, bro.

"Let's go do something."

And more importantly than,

"Let's go work out, " is,

you know, we're on the road

together 46 weeks out of the year,

so we eat together a lot,

and he's always watching what I eat,

and if he sees me

reaching for something

I shouldn't mess with, he checks me.

Especially breakfast.

That's my favorite meal.

I love breakfast.

And they always put us

at these nice hotels,

where they give us this

continental breakfast

with the buffet, and, you know,

if I'm eating eggs and bacon

and sausage, that's fine.

Yes, some of it's fattening,

but guess what.

No sugar.

If Martin sees me reaching for muffins

or waffles, he makes a scene.

He waits for me to get

about 15 feet away,

and he starts yelling

in front of all the

people at the restaurant.

Oh, yeah. He's still ghetto.

I don't care if it's a Ritz-Carlton.

Guess what? "Machete" is here.

He starts yelling.

He waits for me to get 15 feet

away, and then he starts.

"Really, bro?

"You're going to put that

in your mouth, Fluffy?

"You know what that's

going to do to your body?

"Hey! Have some self-respect."

And he makes me cry at breakfast.

I'm sad. I'm like,

"I don't want the muffin.

"I don't want it.

I don't want the muffin.

"I'm not a little whore. I'm not.

"I'm not a little whore."

But, see, that is a real friend

who would check me and remind me,

"Hey, bro, get mad at me all you want.

I just want you to live."

And I got to respect that.

That's why I love

that dude, you know,

and, in turn, sometimes

I got to check Martin.

Yeah.

Believe me, you guys.

It goes both ways.

Sometimes I have to check him.

Not about his weight, but he

has his demons, too, you know.

Oh, believe that. Yes.

Sometimes there's limited space

at the hotels where we're staying at,

so sometimes we gotta

double up on a room.

And every now and then, Martin will

bring some random girl to the room

at 3:
00 in the morning, wakes me up.

I got to look at him

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