Life...is like a box of chocolates. A cheap, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Unreturnable, because nobody ever wants it back. It's filled with teeth-shattering nuts and tasteless purple jellies inside bland chocolate. Sure, sometimes there's a peanut butter cup, or an English toffee, but the taste is fleeting, and you've only got the others. and if you're desperate enough to eat those, well, all you've got is a box filled with empty wrappers.
