It's not as painful as you think, but it's still a bumpy ride. So strap in, cuz it's hard to keep up with this sex, draft beer, mile-high club, chicken wings train-of-thought. Predictable? Yes. Can I point the finger? No. When it comes to nachos, beef jerky, pizza, fried bologna sandwich train-of-thought, I get a teensy bit obsessive too. (Thanks, eBaum's World [1]!)