Why you gotta be hating all the time? Why you always gotta be trying to tell me how to live my life? Huh? Whats your deal? I just feel like your a little up in my grill right now and it'd please me to no end if you just back the fuck off.
Look... All's I'm trying to say is that if I happen to chance across a skittle on the ground, and I happen to want to put that skittle in my mouth I don't understand why you gotta get all judgmental all the sudden. Listen. It's just a skittle, it's got a hard candy shell that protects it from the elements and keeps the chewy candy center safe. So maybe it's been there for a couple of years, I don't know and quiet frankly that's not important. What's important is that you calm down and let me enjoy my candy treasure with out all the 'looks' and the 'don't eat thats' and the 'your going to get gonaherpasyphillaidses'.
Now if you could just let me enjoy this bag of popcorn I found, we'll be just fine...