Life is like a box of chocolates. You look at it and go ooh my sweet tooth is calling!

Then you bite into straight coconut and spit it back into the paper. Another one, a chocolate prune? The fuck? Who is this chocolate box for? It's the box edible? That sounds be cool. Anyway. Another one. Meh. It's like moose in the inside. It's ok. But it's two rich.

Suddenly there's like 3 left you are 4 none of em you really thought were any good but you feel too bad to take the rest because they weren't yours and you don't want to finish them and have to buy the next box. 🤷🏽