We’re so inconsistent about what we let kill ya. “Smoking? Must be eradicated. Marijuana? Zero tolerance.” But there’s lots of ways to kill yourself. You know what I think kills you? Stress, and being a workaholic, and never getting laid, and, uh, McDonalds, and staying mad at people, and lying for a living, and three-martini lunches, and the all-American breakfast, and whatever the fuck Elvis was doing. That’s what kills you.