Often when I want to comment on such an absurdity as this original post that shows up on my dash after many generations of reblog from a string of tumblrers of which I know few or only the last, I go back to the original post to reblog because reasons. In this case, as sometimes happens, the original post has been deleted by the poster. Got out of the kitchen, apparently. I hope he still gets notifications of reblogs, though, so he goes on knowing just how far afield he’s being embarrassed.
But you didn’t take the extra step of checking to see whether he’d apologized for posting it? Because he has, you know. I think he probably already knows how far afield he’s being embarrassed, and I don’t see wisdom in continuing to rub his nose in it.