Ugh that reminds me of a story from two years ago. I was living with three amazing fit individuals. One of which I have talked about before in a different post. He worked out almost every day and only viewed food as fuel for his body. He had killer abs and really took care of himself. He was gay though so none of us could go for him. Anyway, he had two childhood friends who were coming to stay for the weekend which was fine. Except one of them showed up and was super fat. This friend was actually the person to turn that roommate into a raging shitlord after his behavior that weekend. He ate the equivalent of a large pizza by himself. I'm talking 8 slices!!! Then proceeded to get so shit faced hammered on fireball that he puked all over our apartment and my roommate's bathroom for about 2-4 hours. The puke DID. NOT. STOP. because he ate so much food. AND THEN HE KEPT WANTING TO DRINK MORE AND THREW A FIT WHEN WE TOOK THE ALCOHOL AWAY. No one else was drunk. We had each had about 1-2 drinks and this guy was blackout. Eventually my roommate was able to coral this creature into sleeping on the bathroom floor and clean up, while the rest of us partied and had a good time. After we went to sleep however, this beast woke up and went to the living room. My roommate had given him a pillow and blanket but he felt the need to take my neatly folded and expensive throw blanket and wrap himself in it, wiping the vomit off his face with it in the process. We found this out the next day when another roommate went to curl up with the blanket, only to get puke smeared on her legs and be assaulted by what a scent I can only describe as "sweaty fat ass".  My roommate washed my blanket four times with different types of scented detergent and it still smelled rank. So he went out and bought me a new one and promised to never invite him over again.