He is the epitome of the obeast. I'll provide actual examples of shit that happened when he was around:   he smells like someone took a wet towel and left it on the floor for days and then decided to mask that smell with parmesan cheese.   I've only ever seen this thing eat bread and cheese. Ketchup is too spicy for him.   He broke my couch. Before he broke my couch he let his juices soak into it. Fat people make their surroundings like themselves, smelly and broken.   He never brought food to the potlucks.   He left a giant shit stain on the toilet seat at my home because his ass won't fit.   A mutual friend who I work with got this sad sack of shit a job, and what's worse, he was assigned to me. I was under pressure to have things run smoothly and all he did was complain about the work. Luckily my boss was a shitlord and reassigned him.   He agreed to help us move with the rest of my husbands friends. He ate two of the pizzas I bought. TWO LARGE PIZZAS. When unloading the table he dropped his corner because it was too heavy and as a result the table fell on my sister and caused her to fall.   He worked for the school before. He let a colony of transgenic mosquitos, which cost money to develop....lots of money, die. a FAT LAZY FUCK.   he can't walk up a very very slightly inclined hill about 150 feet from the employee parking lot to the building he works in so he put in a request for special parking. Shitlords shut that down.   I can't think of other things now. UGH! still so worked up. I'm going to have to fix that door.