Oh don't even-- she's decided that she wants to marry him because he fucked her when he'd had one a few too many and nobody was there to stop him. He's been dating it! Finally we decided to have a sit down with him and tell him he needs to stop (he's my friend, he's not a ham, but the poor fucker has been more than desperate (obviously)) even talking to this obnoxious, rude, lazy, gluttonous, furniture-breaking piece of shit and let us get on with our lives. It is  hell and will burn his life with cooking oil and will make him spend his (and only his) hard-earned money on buying replacement furniture for whatever it is "she"'ll break next. ...I really am fucking angry about this.