I spent some time with a guy last week who was a horrifically disgusting eater.  He's one of those people who will talk right after taking a bite of something, and it always sounds like he's eating peanut butter.  Every liquid he drinks is loudly slurped, and every slurp is following by a ridiculous, drawn-out sigh.  It was so painful to spend time with this guy while he was eating, I had to wonder how he was able to form any type of meaningful relationships in life.  Magically, he did.  He's married with a few kids.  I considered driving my car off a cliff after our first (of several) meal together.