Yeah, what the hell. I probably took a few months off of my life, in grade school, when the nuns would hand out fresh copies of things which had just come out of the copier. You may remember, the purply stuff. I loved that smell, and used to deeeeeeply inhale the fumes. Yum.

With as much bad shit as I've done to myself, by choice, I'm not sure I have the right to get too worked up over the HFCS issue.