The Fatty in 4E: Pigs CAN Fly I just got back stateside a few days ago after a year in Asia and my senses were accosted by a deathfat before I even stepped on state soil. The second leg of my trip back home was a flight from Guam to Hawaii. The person sitting next to me was one of the most socially and hygienically inept excuses for a human being I've ever come across. He was unnecessarily curt to the flight attendants, and never uttered so much as a "thank you" for their services. He and I both ordered stir fried noodles for our lunch options. (side note: along with lunch, he had himself THREE croissants. Who takes three croissants with their lunch?) He saw me separating the vegetables from the noodles because I was on the verge of reaching my carb limit for the day, and proceeded to do the same. Surprise, surprise; he ate everything BUT the vegetables. I subtly shitlorded him by pulling out my tray and slowly pulling it all the way in towards me. I saw him looking. He had to keep his fully extended. Those who have flown business know just how far out those trays can go. He couldn't even fit his napkin on his lap, and ended up using it as a bib, and only using it to wipe away his food sweats. He coughed the ENTIRE flight. Those coughing fits that come from someone a few steps from death's door. And he wouldn't even cover his mouth! Except when he went to sleep and just covered his face with his pillow. Later on, his nasty cough pillow fell into my area, so I looked around to make sure everyone else was sleeping or occupied. I hocked a fat loogie onto it. When he woke up, he picked out back up and placed it back on his face. I hope he swallowed it, the fat fuck. best photo I could get off him