Succ

You pick up the bottle. Oh, you love this stuff! It has carried it through your life through thick and thin, unlike that no good husband of yours.
You unscrew the lid. That familiar scent hits your nose. You place the bottle into a plastic bag, lid off and huff it rapidly. Your vision blurs and starts to go black.
You have done this one too many times, and the brain damage is too great. You are now dead. Smart move, dumbass.