I'm the fat boy?

I'm really confused - McGill is calling me fat but he has a kite that can block out the sun! The last time I saw him I was going to ask when his third child was due, but thought it might hurt his feelings.  Its not his fault. He's content and happy, so he never stops eating. But I'm worried about his health - he already has so many medical conditions that his GP surgery has taken on extra staff to cope with his demands, and then he's challenging me to a six pack competition. Bring it on, Mr Blobby!