I don’t have a ton to offer about Lil TerRio that hasn’t been said already but here goes.

One, the kid is somewhere between the ages of 7 and 40, insanely obese and looks like a circus attraction more than a little boy who should probably be in the second grade at this point in his young life. His parents say he’s home schooled. What exactly is he learning about except being pimped?

Two, his parents or handlers or whoever the hell behind him are milking him until his breasts dry up and he starts leaking talcum powder, skittles and McRibs.

Three, this photo is at Media Day at the Super Bowl. That’s right, TerRio has taken a dance and launched himself from Vine sensation to courtside at the Heat game, sitting at The GRAMMYs and now the Super Bowl. I don’t recall any moment in my early childhood that warranted such a movement but all I’m going to ask is one thing — Free TerRio. It’s just one completely messed up situation of explotation for the betterment of who. It only reminds me of Bob Dyan’s “Ballad Of A Thin Man”, is TerRio the freak for being so young and entertaining us?

Or are we the freaks for constantly tuning into it?

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