That's something I don't understand either: All the fatties are yammering how they love themselves, but being so fat has to be incredibly uncomfortable. Big, sweaty rolls that need to be dried off, "Chub Rub" for chafed porky thighs, wearing clothes with buttons - hell, just trying to bend over to pick up something they dropped (probably a cookie)  or get up from a chair - every facet of life is uncomfortable for the hambeasts. If I were morbidly obese I don't think I'd want to wear anything but a tent-like shroud.