It seems like every 10 minutes I see a paparazzi photo of Bruce Jenner doing something: heading to play golf, leaving the doctor’s office, or now—going to the grocery store.

By all accounts, he sounds like a nice and normal guy.

Which is why photographing him in the produce department seems wholly unnecessary:

Bruce’s throat was amazingly smooth and he had no problem showing it off in a sporty white, zippered pullover shirt that he wore with black trousers and trainers.

Bruce, who had splurged on a coffee at Starbucks just before his marketing trip, spent a while picking over the best produce including apricots and nectarines.

Perhaps it was no coincidence that Bruce stayed away from the apples.

Poor guy.

He’s an Olympian for chrissakes, and an American hero.

First papers call him a tranny with no evidence.

Now they’re mocking a “tracheal shave” procedure he had done when the old fuck just wants to go buy some food.

What’s next, throwing bottles of apple cider at him during the holidays? Someone just standing and pointing at him and yelling, “YOU LOOK LIKE MY GREAT AUNT WHO’S DEAD NOW!”

HA HA LOOK HE’S TOUCHING FRUIT, THE FRUIT-TOUCHER

People make me sick.

LEAVE BRUCE ALONE, DAMMIT