I love this shit! 'I swear I'm on your side, but you can't have anymore' ... Thats what my stomach says to me when I've had too much to drink. Flu, natural disaster, and ww3 all at the same time.... The Mayans were cooler than this. And if I have to stop what I'm doing to handle this shit because OP "can't talk" then hell would have been a better choice. Just sayin