As I look into my crystal ball, I seeeee, I seeeeee, I seeee: your wife realizes your a lazy drunk that sits around the house all day playing video games with no job and asks for a divorce so she will get half and child support and your drug addiction will take the other half, you are forced to sell your home and assets and your kids don’t want anything to do with you ever again. I can just read the cardboard sign your holding while standing in the rain on the off ramp of your local highway, “Please Help Me, ex orphan drug sales rep. with no job, God Bless” I pull up and roll down my window while saying to you “don’t do drugs” while I give you a dollar that you spend on crack anyway.