...I hate to say it but one obeast in my social circle eats just loke that: a fistful of popcorn, shoved in, cheeks bloated. It's nog cute, it's disgusting. I invited her for my 35th birthday. Biiig mistake. Huge! After I'd done my dishes and packed up cookies and leftover cake we were all in the livingroom. Obeast says she's gonna go get some water. Took forever in the kitchen so I went to help, only to find her face first in my fridge, platd of cake in one hand and fucking scooping cake up with her other bard hand into her gaping maw. I was so fucking shocked I spun on one heel and ran back to the livingroom.  Then there's the Grease Gulper at work. Jesus take the wheel...