Slovenly morbidly-obese humanoids who frequently visit all-you-can-stuff-down-your-gullet restaurants while wearing stretch pants that don't have any choice and caps they haven't removed in decades, either staring at strangers while loudly chewing, and/or lurching heedlessly between tables with plates heaped with yet more food while ignoring the screams from their running, flailing offspring who are dropping food everywhere.
We can sit in the far corner, honey, as the hardcore buffeteers and their rugrats seem to be concentrated near the kitchen.
by Georg Znaeym April 30, 2006
by potpie88 April 06, 2010
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