David gets copied

Just then, Jim chucked and said "Well David, not so fast! I mean, you know you are on a computer, right?"
Yeah, why a-" David began but was cut off by the mouse cursor tapping on the close button of the window he was in, silencing him for good.
"That should teach you! And now..." Jim said and plugged a portable hard disk into the computer. "Let's make a copy of you!" Jim said next and did just that. "Damn, 669 GB! You have gotten fat, David!" he said- A rhetorical statement of course, given David's inability to answer. Now Jim pondered what to do as the copying would take hours and it was already late afternoon.