There was a pooner in my friends group. Short, balding, scrawny, weak, vegan, no driver's license, always wore the exact same tacky cargo pants and she's been studying a PhD for the past ten years (still hasn't finished her thesis). After she got her top surgery, I got to witness of horror of her being barely able to move a knife and fork at dinner. What convinced everyone to stop inviting her to things was when she flipped her shit these two times. First was when we were playing some collaborative storytelling card game (it was shit and prone to causing angry disagreements), so she banged her tiny fists on the table and stormed out. The second time, we were out at a Thai restaurant and she did the exact same thing over something stupid. I haven't seen her since then and I don't really want to.
She's not really funny in any way. She's just failed in every conceivable aspect of her life, especially as a man.