Chinese food, and the fats that love it. Mrs Cthulhu and I went to our favourite Chinese restaurant for lunch today. This time, we split a two entree combo. Noodles, rice, and double orange chicken. (we judge restaurants based on their orange chicken). Now, understand, even a two entree combo is a massive amount of food for one person. They pile everything in until the container can barely close. Not the standard takeout bucket, mind you, but a huge Styrofoam container. So we're eating and talking, when two soy slugs waddle in and order. They were a couple, and they ordered the three entree combo. Each.  Fucking. Each.  Remember when I said that the two entree combo was an obscene amount of food? These fat fucks ate 33% more food than the wife and I combined.  EACH. How the fuck do you live for food that hard? How the fuck do you fit it in your stomach? I don't get it.