Both sets of my grandparents had it, and I remember my mother telling my how her mom would secretly bake 2 pies, eat an entire one, then 'only have a small slice teehee' at dinner. I don't know how she is still alive.  And I seriously hope my sister gets the beetus. She is a 300lb monster with the personality to match. Physically and mentally abused everyone in her life and it pains me that she is still fucking 'healthy'. She refused to give me a kidney ages ago (I don't hate her for that, just many other reasons) and it would be the ultimate revenge should she ever need one due to her poor habits. Mwahaha.