*takes a few seconds longer than normal to put the mental image together* *snickers* Damn. That's some mutant bug.
*reaches over and carefully picks up random beer bottles, one at a time, in search of the one that isn't quite empty yet* Mac's your (*snort!*) mutant turkey hornet thing. Snores like a chainsaw when he's drunk. *ah, found the half-full one* Let 'im sleep. He'll wake up in a few hours 'n puke his guts out.