Would you sell your soul for a glass of beer?

Lately, I've been using the same words as Jack Nicholson in The Shining when I've gotten stressed: I'd sell my soul for a few hours of Black Ops. And I was wondering if other people would think the same if they were in a situation that made them that desperate. So, would you? PS: The bartender in this movie was kind of creepy. He reminded me of Dracula somehow...