Another Grandfather Shitlord Experience. I was having dinner with my grandparents last weekend and my grandmother was talking about the diet that she is on, (Unsuprisingly; eating less works), and so I ask her if her joints feel better and she agrees. My grandfather then loudly proclaims in an east coast accent: "That's what it is that all fat people say! "Oh, I have a bad back! Oh I have bad knees!" "No you don't! You're six hundred pounds and your fat!"  Dad, who is overweight and looks like an over-ripend plumb says: "Ohh well I don't have any retirement so I think being fat is a good thing, huh huh huh!." Nobody says anything else and continues eating dinner. Who the hell wants to die so early they don't even make it to sixty five?