OK now, I know that most of you out there have had evenings where you decided to drink gallons of hard alcohol, order Chinese food and play GTA until you simply passed "right the fuck out" in your chair/sofa. The next morning, you NEED (kinda) to go get more food and more booze. As you walk by cars and people of all types driving them... what do you do?
Size them up. You easily imaginate taking their cars, bashing down a few hookers, flipping through radio stations with gun in hand, and laying waste to anything in your way. Like a PRO (J. H. B.) gamer that has his lower intestines filled with high-octane gasoline and gorilla penis wrapped in a warm blanket of machine guns. Then, all of the sudden, you show up at work.