He's long past that point. That's supposed to be when a normal human can no longer get their arms around a person to get your hands together under their ribcage. Fatty is close to being as big around as he is tall by now, there isn't a chance Tammy or Brianna could do it.I wonder if he's already at the size where a normal bystander would struggle to help him clear his airway if he started choking. Once you get fat enough, trying to do what you're normally taught doesn't work and you gotta squeeze high up (I forget the name but I hereby dub it the heinz maneuver as extra ketchup mighta lubricated the problem away) instead to try and dislodge. Most people barely know the normal way, much less the fat fuck way.
I doubt it'll kill him, his brain doesn't actually use any of the oxygen it collects anymore, but a choking scare on a JOTG has got to be around the corner any day now.
But it gets worse. Remember, Fatty cannot walk. So unless he's already propped up leaning on something when it happens(assuming he doesn't immediately keel over), he will not be able to stand up to make it easier for someone to assist him. This means now having to reach around the damn scooty puff or whatever chair his fatass is in, or even worse get him out of the chair and having to wrestle him on the floor to render any kind of aid.



