Chips in the car A few days ago, I was shopping and using self check out when I overhear a conversation of a kid speaking loudly to it's former human of a father. The piglet in training was incessantly complaining that it was hungry and when it could eat.  Eventually Hamdad blurts out that, "there are chips in the car" and then ASKED the kid to wait??  I didn't know betas were betas to their own kids.. As I was leaving, it started complaining to one of the cashiers about something.. But really?  Feeding a kid potato chips at 7pm, having chips already in the car in the first place - on top of shopping for more, and this Hamdad had more than just a spare tire/beer gut on it.  I've never seen an abdomen protrude out so far I swore it was on the verge of an explosion.