^ My daughter agrees! (When she was a teen-ager, in the girl scouts, she was in a patrol called the "Wallabies.")
Well, I can't blame the animals. Nothing gets you to cloud 9 faster than an opioid. There "several" uptight and anxious colleagues at work I'd just LOVE to take out my leftover percocets and say: here, take two of these, and take a LONGGGGG lunch in the lounge. And whatever you do, don't come out for at least two hours and put the MEETING IN PROGRESS sign on the door. If you've got the shakes that bad, take a fucking pill, until you can get some benzos prescribed.