Jim Gaffigan and I have more than a few things in common.
We both like delicious, heart attack-inducing hamburgers. We both know some people who are Catholic. We’re both dads. It’s like we were separated at birth or something.
Also, we have both read Bill Cosby’s book on fatherhood called, aptly, “Fatherhood.”
Gaffigan admits to as much in his recent book (also aptly titled), “Dad is Fat.” And I’m admitting to as much here. I’m using the term “admitted” due to the recent renewal of (and additions to) allegations against Cosby, allegations of rape.