They call me Big C.

On the right you will observe a relatively large, perfectly proportioned carrot, sourced from a well known chain of supermarkets. You know the one... With the name beginning in a 'T' and ending in 'esco.'

On the left, however, is a giant killer mutant carrot sourced from god-knows-where and discovered today in a bag of other obscenely ginormous and disfigured orange root vegetables deemed unsuitable for human consumption.

Sadly Big C met a rather crunchy end in the form of Timmy's greedy jaws, but his soul will live on in Blipdom. Horses don't seem to care about looks...