Generally speaking there are only a few places we really don’t want to ever see overweight people: Going anywhere wearing our pants, suspended above us descending in a parachute, or full-frenzied inside a sneeze guard with their sneakered feet perched in the sliced tomatoes.

Anywhere else, though, and we’ll take them. That’s because we love the heavy, and always want to know everything about them. For instance, do they fall in love? Probably not. But if they do we’ll all get to see on Fox’s new show – billed as The Bachelor for fat guys, which we actually find quite rude.

Do you think Elvis‘ full glory wasn’t realised until his sequins started popping off in concert like a heated bag of Orville Redenbacher? Do you think Biggest Loser would be a better show if only they’d ditch those stupid trainers? Would you like reality TV more if they didn’t make it so hard for immature middle-schoolers to hilariously draw clear comparisons between the contestants and marine mammalians?

If so, you may be callous, grating and all around unbearable company. But you’re also the Fox Network’s target audience, so cheer up, you. In order to properly fill your TV platter (no pun intended), they’ve just green-lit what may be the greatest show ever. For lovers of overweight romance. They’re calling it More to Love, and here’s the basic premise according to The Hollywood Reporter:

“The series, titled “More to Love,” is billed as the first “dating show for the rest of us,” throwing open its doors to overweight contestants. “For six years it’s been skinny-minis and good-looking bachelors, and that’s not what the dating world looks like,” Fox president of alternative Mike Darnell said. “Why don’t real women — the women who watch these shows, for the most part — have a chance to find love too?”"

It actually sounds like a descent show, and we, for one, shall tune in. So long as any hot-tub scenes have water clear up to the necks, because really, we’re ear guys anyway.

Really though, it’s sounds like blatant exploitation of people with eating disorders, and that infuriates us.

What’s that you say? It doesn’t sound that bad and you just don’t understand our anger? Well maybe that’s because we haven’t described the show to you in enough detail. The house the girls live in will be a gigantic kitchen, they’ll all be forced to sleep nights in horizontal open-faced refrigerators while dressed like squeeze bottles full of hot-dog condiments, and their show nicknames will will all be directly inspired by Hostess mascots.

Curse you Fox! If that’s true at all we’ll never forgive you!

Word is the Fatchelor really hits it off with Chocodile halfway through the pilot episode.

We’ve got a real feeling about those two.

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