Had to have lunch with a thing. Like the title says, I had to have lunch today with a grease pig and his human-sized wife. It was always trying to push food onto her plate, telling her constantly to eat more, too skinny, etc. To her credit she declined the mess and only ate a human meal. Due to family dynamics I had to pretend to be polite to it, but inside I was raging. Not because is it a disgusting pile of offal, but because it was trying to drag its wife down too. %$@#%, if you want to eat yourself to death, go ahead, but don't take her with you. Santa Claus, hear my plea. Give it an early death before she succumbs too. That would be the best Christmas present ever. Keep being awesome, everyone. Edit: It's a distant relative, which is why I had to grin through bared teeth and feign happiness at its presence.