Ahh… Eat Lead. By God, we love to hate you, and hate to love you. You're that ex we had a one-night stand with. The office party hook-up. You're our dirty little secret. We should know better, and we do, for the most part. But you caught us when we were weak, and before we knew it, you'd had your wicked way with us, and now we feel cheap, and a little guilty for letting you.