Portrait of a Corpulent Man.
He was a positive balloon of a man. He was elephantine, monstrous, colossal, whopping, casklike in general appearance. Big. No, what's the word - ah yes!
In fact, were he any fatter and female, he'd've qualified to be the "momma" in jokes of that persuasion.
He was also grotesque, uncomely in appearance, homely - no, not homely - rather, the appropriate noun-becoming-an-adjective word for "shack" would be more appropriate. Shackely then, I suppose. Basically, what I'm attempting to hint at was that he was, in no uncertain terms (in fact quite certain ones really), ugly. A man with the kind of face that only a mother could love. That is if his mother had been into that sort of thing, and was being paid by the hour to be into those sort of things which I shall only hint at vaguely since this is really meant to be a children's story.