Rusty has a headache.... Laying in a car with my head under the dash is not where I want to be right now.... Maybe I'll just take a nap.
I remember plenty of nights working in the belly of an aircraft feeling like crap. I'd hear the lunch whistle blow and instead of extracating myself from the God awful hole I was in, I'd just close my eyes and catch a quick nap until the break was over.
That's the grail gun, right there.