His intestines sounded like a dog getting shot in a distant room. That was the price to Johnny eating the half-priced convenience store sushi, but he felt the hand of fate steer him towards a financially responsible decision. However, what’s good for the wallet doesn’t always translate to what’s good for the heart. Or stomach. Johnny’s roommate, Greg, had to call an ambulance after the third day of bed-rest. Johnny tried to wave the paramedics off, but he didn’t have the strength.