If I were in charge of CC in GSO, I would wonder where in my life I had taken the wrong turn, as I would obviously have no scruples, morals or conscious. I would wonder how I could sleep at night, how I could live with myself because of all the careers I would have ruined, all the people I would have sold out to save my own pathetic skin. I would ponder how I could drag myself out of bed and eat the daily s***burger that was my own life. Finally, I would come home, close the curtains, loosen my tie and mix myself a double vodka and Drano.