all I know is, the fat woman on the other side of the screen from my wife in the labor room kept bitching at the nurses because she couldn't have a smoke in between her contractions
fatty: (in a smoke ravaged voice) Why can't I have a smoke....
nurse: this is a no smoking area
fatty: just wheel me over to that window.
nurse: I'm sorry, our policy forbids it.
husband: (looking at the fetal monitor) honey, it looks like a contraction is coming.
fatty: I want a smo~grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaarrrrrggggg!