Uh. I do. My father (RIP) is dead over 20 years and the thought of it still drives me nuts. My wife and I laugh about the fact that she never met my dad, but HER dad slurps enough to drive both of us to therapy.

My Father in Law is actually the Slurp Master General. The man can slurp a schnitzel. I'm not fucking joking. I gurantee three meals with him and you'll find your white knuckled hand wandering of its own accord toward blunt objects.