Why it is sometimes better to follow the rules (or) Very similar to another story (or) He who never learns his lesson seems to always suffer

So I guess maybe I didn't quite learn my lesson about the risk taking. But shit's been weird lately. I mean fuck I've been trying to get sober and I'm not really thinking straight, I'm bored all the time and I am constantly resentful of everything. So there I am just straight eating pepperoni out of the bag and I see this little packet. It is full of silica gel and it says right on it very clearly not to eat it. Which naturally makes me very curious, and fuck it right? What could possibly be so bad about it, after all it is right there in close vicinity to the food that I'm steadfastly consuming like some angry dog, a dog that hasn't eaten in nearly a week and who is just rabidly hungry. I mean, this dog is about to die if it doesn't get some pepperoni like pronto. But enough already with the analogies or meta-4's! (an attempt at being hip & current) let's please focus on the story. Well nothing too bad has happened so far except that my mouth, well it sure is dry and my guts hurt real bad. And I feel a little bit like I'm gonna die. Needless to say I don't recommend eating that little fucker to any of my friends. Not unless you wanna feel really sick. Now, I don't suggest this strategy all that often, but the fact of the matter is that sometimes, SOMEtimes its better to just follow the rules.