He doesn't need prostitutes. And should I force feed Jay Cutler some sugar? I'm kind of tempted. Yeah right, like there's any of that leftover in your apartment There wouldn't be, because I've lived in my own house for the last 5 years. Gotta love the fat jokes from you guys. Nobody's smart enough to think of anything else? Get some new material. (anxiously waits for the next SCATHING fat joke, because, indeed, nobody here IS smart enough to think of anything else) You are the person who made an awful diabetes joke. You aren't smart enough to think of anything else? My point is that I don't rely on one insult of one person over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again. When I make fun of Jay Cutler having diabetes for the 5,000th time, then your point has merit. Also, for the record, I lost a grandmother to complications from diabetes, and I saw what it did to Ron Santo for years. I was just talking trash, and do not wish Jay Cutler any real harm from that disease.