All night I was careful not to lose my rescue inhaler at work. I must have picked up the damn thing eight times because my pant pockets are badly cut and it kept falling. I make it home still breathing and still with the inhaler... put it down in my room and can't find it again. Well, with any luck, when I run out of oxygen Scumbag Brain will be the first braincells to die. Then I'd be free! FREE!!