"Okay, the story I'm about to tell makes me so angry that my hands are practically shaking.
My mom 'invited' one of her childhood friends to our house for spring break last year. This woman is around 300 lbs, twice divorced, with an absolutely disgusting son.
So these idiots waltz into our house, acting like they own the place. Keep in mind, my mom hasn't talked to her since high school in India. They found each other on Facebook and this woman, we'll call her 'Auntie M' because that's what she demanded my sister and I call her, basically invited herself over to our house.
So this dysfunctional duo shows up at our house and immediately claim my sister's room. They literally walked upstairs and just put their bags on her bed.
The son was basically a fast food addict, so my sister and/or I would have to drive him to a restaurant for every meal. He literally would not eat or finish a single thing my mom made.
My mom made some amazing chicken rolls when they were here, so this worthless turd started eating them. He finished three when I was on my second one (he ate like a pig) and then proceeded to reach across the table and grab my last one off my plate. After he was done stuffing his face with my last one, he put a finger in his mouth and made himself throw up. THIS FREAK SHOW MADE HIMSELF THROW UP AT THE TABLE! Then he got up and had the nerve to ask me for a ride to Popeyes.
After Auntie M apologized on his behalf and cleaned his puke off our table, she gave him 20 bucks and begged me to drive him to Popeyes. So I loaded this pile of garbage into my car and drove him to KFC instead. When we pulled up to the window to pay, he didn't do anything. I was like, 'Are you gonna pay?' and this jerk was like, 'Oh. I thought you were going to pay.' He then proceeded to argue with me for five minutes about how his mom hadn't given him any cash so I had to pay; keep in mind we were still just sitting in the drive-thru. Finally, I had to call his mom in front of the drive-thru attendant while she shouted at him. The idiot finally pulled the $20 out of his back pocket and handed it over with a grin on his face.
Auntie M, her third night at our house, started verbally harassing my sister. First, she told her to lose some weight, which is ironic because this chick looked like Shamu. Then, she told my sister to go get a haircut. She told my sister her hair looked like 'a rat's nest, caked in feces.' Then, that night she snuck into my room where my sister and I were sleeping, and CUT HER HAIR. THIS PSYCHOPATH CUT MY SISTER'S HAIR WHILE SHE WAS SLEEPING. She offered to clean up the hair off the floor in the morning, but other than that she wasn't apologetic in the least."