Yeah, cry me a river... ha. Blame it on yourself dude, U were there, in a blistering Texan heat, smokin' every freakin' second, holdin' a beer since 5 in the mornin' till the 4 in the mornin', sleepin' 1 hour a day, watchin' freakin' porn in the hotel room 24/3, eatin' nothing but G-smoke and alcohol, not drinkin' any water and jumpin' on a dance floor for 3 fkin' hours, and you come back home and you get infected of some serious shit and you blame it on ANA? eh... That's the last thing I have expected. ehe... What next? ANA gave me some kinda elevator-lag?? ehe... or ANA gave you crossed eyes coz you were checkin' way too many girls. haaaaaaaaaa