Why My Girlfriend is Awesome
*While playing GTA 4 as Megan sits by and watches*
Grant: So, what should we do now?
Megan: Ooh! Let's go kill some hookers!
Grant: I didn't mean in the game.
Megan: ...Neither did I.
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
I'm such a slacker when it comes to writing on this site. At one point a few years ago I promised to update every day. That became an impossible task and I fell into the rut of updating every few weeks. Then every few months. Now? It's like winning the lottery to find a new post...only replacing the absurd amounts of money with some rather mundane words that are rather unimportant.
So here ya go. A post. Just for you. Because you're special.
And a picture:
So here ya go. A post. Just for you. Because you're special.
And a picture:
Friday, February 15, 2008
"You cannot hate other people without hating your self."
-Author: anonymous
Alternate Title: The Really Really Really Long Post
So I have a lot of totally un-researched, unproven, scientifically-supportless theories about how things work. Whether it be my theory:
1) that men are taught to be constantly sexual to the highest degree (by movies, magazines, music, and bad parenting, etc), so whether they are or are not, they act that way to be accepted socially (since a male who does not act like a sexual predator is deemed inept/gay/irregular); and women are taught to not be base enough to give in to the animal urge for sex (by latent Victorian standards, "studies" on how often women desire sex, "studies" saying women do not think of sex in the same way men do, etc), so whether or not they are overly sexual, they pretend to not care about it. This then results in men who are not overly sexual acting like they are and women who are at least moderately sexual acting like they are not and the two of them clashing when, in reality, they are much more like each other than they realize...
or 2) that many who claim to be oppressed end up (accidentally or intentionally) oppressing others...i.e. atheists who say "don't push your views of God on me" but fight to have their view be the only view taught in science/history classes thereby pushing their view of there being no God on every child in the educational system; or any group (be it women, blacks, illegal immigrants, etc) who at one time in the past (or even now, in the present) were/are put down upon, only to be angry that the equality effort on their behalf did not put them above those who oppressed them (thereby desiring oppression of others even though their anger is spawned from oppression in the first place). I.E. Feminists who are (rightly so) angry that women could not vote in the past and were treated as maids who reared the children; but then in an attempt to gain 'equality' demand jobs doing things like firefighting even when unqualified thereby causing the system to lower standards (and possibly put people in danger). Addendum to the last paragraph: I am NOT saying that women can't do jobs like front-line military service or fighting fires. I know that the upper 25th percentile of women have no problem meeting the same standards as men. I'm using this as an example that is sometimes true.
You'll have to forgive me, I'm a horrible hypocrite. I get easily angered when someone with no background in philosophy attempts to make a philosophical argument and completely ignores the entire field/dialog on the topic they are discussing in order to push their ignorant views; however, I'm more than willing to enter a field I have little background in (i.e. psychology) to tell everyone that I am right.
So...my point is that I am not formally educated in the field that would properly discuss this topic, yet, if one uses common sense, the point I am going to make is at lease valid and worth discussing. So I hope you'll read on and not dismiss this as ignorant.
::
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The funny thing is that my entire point is very, very simple. Yet,I don't think too many people have put much credence in the idea. Here it goes:
The things that people hate in others are often things they hate in themselves,
Yeah, I know I need to qualify that statement.
Differentiation between different scenarios where I see this:
1. The Capacity Argument
We all have certain capacities to do certain things. Whether or not these capacities are ever realized, they are there. Easy example, I have the capacity to learn Spanish almost fluently. Will I ever? Who knows, but I have the capacity to. Capacities can be good, bad, or neutral. The capacity to learn Spanish is neutral. The capacity to become more compassionate and become the head of a non-profit organization would be viewed by many as good. The capacity to become an addict would usually be seen as bad.
You've heard people say, "I have an addictive personality, I need to be careful." This kind of person sees the possibility of becoming addicted to anything from caffeine to painkillers to video games. You've also heard people say, "That guy who [takes pain killers every day/drinks a ton of coffee/etc] is SO pathetic. He has no self-control." This often comes across as angry, adamant, and incredibly condescending. I would wager that those two comments are often said by the same person. The addictive personality person hates those addicted to something because he is restricted (at least personally) from doing them. Whether or not he wants to drink absurd amounts of coffee, he desires on some level to do the things he knows he can't. It's a red button and we all love pushing red buttons.
This is tricky, because the person is usually the opposite of the thing they hate:
The girl who works out 3 hours a day and has 5% body fat who hates obese people (because she sacrifices so much to not be like them). The guy working a minimum-wage job who hates rich people who blow their money on golden toilets (because he would love to live extravagantly but can't even afford toilet paper). The girl who hates religious people and rants about how stupid anyone following a religion is (because she, deep down, sees something in religion that seems right). And the list goes on.
2. The Actualized Argument
The next set of people are living the thing they hate. A prime example is the stand-up comedian. What do comedians make the most jokes about? Themselves. The fat ones make fat jokes. The gay ones make gay jokes. The ugly ones make ugly jokes. And so on and so on. People always have qualms with themselves. And seriously, how many times have you heard the question: "If there was one thing about yourself you could change, what would it be?" The easiest way to deal with disappointment is to mock it. This is the group of people who have some flaw (whether public or private) and relentlessly mock it when they see it in other people.
3. The Jealousy Argument
This is the type of person who shows extreme disdain for some trait/action/etc in others; but they secretly wish they could be like that person. For example, a person might hate people who live minute-to-minute (the kind who would up and move to another country at a whim) because "that kind of person is irresponsible." Yet the one hating wishes they could be that lacking in responsibility. But they have made a decision to accomplish something that does not allow for such spontaneity. Most people see something in others that they sometimes wish they could have, but for one reason or another disdain that quality.
Now trust me, I understand that this is not a universal evaluation. I might genuinely hate people who kill others and feel no remorse; but that does not mean I necessarily wish I could do the same or even have the propensity to do the same. I mean this in general. Also, there is the problem of the over-use of the word "hate"...so much so that the word hardly means anything anymore. Yeah, I hate eggplant, but that does not mean I want to be one. I'm speaking of "hate" on a deeper level.
Anyway, there's yet another unproven (and likely unprovable) assumption I have about humanity. Take it as you will.
-Author: anonymous
Alternate Title: The Really Really Really Long Post
So I have a lot of totally un-researched, unproven, scientifically-supportless theories about how things work. Whether it be my theory:
1) that men are taught to be constantly sexual to the highest degree (by movies, magazines, music, and bad parenting, etc), so whether they are or are not, they act that way to be accepted socially (since a male who does not act like a sexual predator is deemed inept/gay/irregular); and women are taught to not be base enough to give in to the animal urge for sex (by latent Victorian standards, "studies" on how often women desire sex, "studies" saying women do not think of sex in the same way men do, etc), so whether or not they are overly sexual, they pretend to not care about it. This then results in men who are not overly sexual acting like they are and women who are at least moderately sexual acting like they are not and the two of them clashing when, in reality, they are much more like each other than they realize...
or 2) that many who claim to be oppressed end up (accidentally or intentionally) oppressing others...i.e. atheists who say "don't push your views of God on me" but fight to have their view be the only view taught in science/history classes thereby pushing their view of there being no God on every child in the educational system; or any group (be it women, blacks, illegal immigrants, etc) who at one time in the past (or even now, in the present) were/are put down upon, only to be angry that the equality effort on their behalf did not put them above those who oppressed them (thereby desiring oppression of others even though their anger is spawned from oppression in the first place). I.E. Feminists who are (rightly so) angry that women could not vote in the past and were treated as maids who reared the children; but then in an attempt to gain 'equality' demand jobs doing things like firefighting even when unqualified thereby causing the system to lower standards (and possibly put people in danger). Addendum to the last paragraph: I am NOT saying that women can't do jobs like front-line military service or fighting fires. I know that the upper 25th percentile of women have no problem meeting the same standards as men. I'm using this as an example that is sometimes true.
You'll have to forgive me, I'm a horrible hypocrite. I get easily angered when someone with no background in philosophy attempts to make a philosophical argument and completely ignores the entire field/dialog on the topic they are discussing in order to push their ignorant views; however, I'm more than willing to enter a field I have little background in (i.e. psychology) to tell everyone that I am right.
So...my point is that I am not formally educated in the field that would properly discuss this topic, yet, if one uses common sense, the point I am going to make is at lease valid and worth discussing. So I hope you'll read on and not dismiss this as ignorant.
::
::
The funny thing is that my entire point is very, very simple. Yet,I don't think too many people have put much credence in the idea. Here it goes:
The things that people hate in others are often things they hate in themselves,
Yeah, I know I need to qualify that statement.
Differentiation between different scenarios where I see this:
1. The Capacity Argument
We all have certain capacities to do certain things. Whether or not these capacities are ever realized, they are there. Easy example, I have the capacity to learn Spanish almost fluently. Will I ever? Who knows, but I have the capacity to. Capacities can be good, bad, or neutral. The capacity to learn Spanish is neutral. The capacity to become more compassionate and become the head of a non-profit organization would be viewed by many as good. The capacity to become an addict would usually be seen as bad.
You've heard people say, "I have an addictive personality, I need to be careful." This kind of person sees the possibility of becoming addicted to anything from caffeine to painkillers to video games. You've also heard people say, "That guy who [takes pain killers every day/drinks a ton of coffee/etc] is SO pathetic. He has no self-control." This often comes across as angry, adamant, and incredibly condescending. I would wager that those two comments are often said by the same person. The addictive personality person hates those addicted to something because he is restricted (at least personally) from doing them. Whether or not he wants to drink absurd amounts of coffee, he desires on some level to do the things he knows he can't. It's a red button and we all love pushing red buttons.
This is tricky, because the person is usually the opposite of the thing they hate:
The girl who works out 3 hours a day and has 5% body fat who hates obese people (because she sacrifices so much to not be like them). The guy working a minimum-wage job who hates rich people who blow their money on golden toilets (because he would love to live extravagantly but can't even afford toilet paper). The girl who hates religious people and rants about how stupid anyone following a religion is (because she, deep down, sees something in religion that seems right). And the list goes on.
2. The Actualized Argument
The next set of people are living the thing they hate. A prime example is the stand-up comedian. What do comedians make the most jokes about? Themselves. The fat ones make fat jokes. The gay ones make gay jokes. The ugly ones make ugly jokes. And so on and so on. People always have qualms with themselves. And seriously, how many times have you heard the question: "If there was one thing about yourself you could change, what would it be?" The easiest way to deal with disappointment is to mock it. This is the group of people who have some flaw (whether public or private) and relentlessly mock it when they see it in other people.
3. The Jealousy Argument
This is the type of person who shows extreme disdain for some trait/action/etc in others; but they secretly wish they could be like that person. For example, a person might hate people who live minute-to-minute (the kind who would up and move to another country at a whim) because "that kind of person is irresponsible." Yet the one hating wishes they could be that lacking in responsibility. But they have made a decision to accomplish something that does not allow for such spontaneity. Most people see something in others that they sometimes wish they could have, but for one reason or another disdain that quality.
Now trust me, I understand that this is not a universal evaluation. I might genuinely hate people who kill others and feel no remorse; but that does not mean I necessarily wish I could do the same or even have the propensity to do the same. I mean this in general. Also, there is the problem of the over-use of the word "hate"...so much so that the word hardly means anything anymore. Yeah, I hate eggplant, but that does not mean I want to be one. I'm speaking of "hate" on a deeper level.
Anyway, there's yet another unproven (and likely unprovable) assumption I have about humanity. Take it as you will.
Friday, January 18, 2008
Movie Reviews, A Plea for Old Work, and New Art!
Alright boys and girls, Grant's Homage to Sarah Brown's Cringe is still taking place so send stuff in! If you have no idea what the hell I'm talking about, see the post below.
But in the meantime, here are some movie reviews of recent films I've seen so you can base all your movie rentals on my opinion. Since my opinion is so important.
Sweeny Todd
Do you like Tim Burton? Johnny Depp? Helena Bonham Carter? Morbid, dark, violent musicals? Then this film is for you! Seriously, even if you aren't really into musicals, this movie is genius. Sure it's a "remake," but it hits every important detail from amazing visuals to an intriguing plot to cutting lyrics to visceral killings.
Zodiac
I didn't know much about the Zodiac killer and definitely didn't know any sort of work on him was still being done up until a few years ago. This film was an interesting semi-history lesson packaged with some great crime/thriller motifs. It's from the director of Se7en so how bad can it be? Good acting and a decent film all around.
Eastern Promises
Fantastically acted film about the Russian mob in London. Didn't know the Russian mob worked in London? Well now you know. So see the film to get the down-low on prostitution, prison tattoos, and how one should protect him/herself if ever caught in a naked fight to the death.
The Borne Ultimatum
If you liked the first couple films, this one is a must. It was a great film that keeps you wondering what kind of crazy action scene will take place next. And if you're into film making details, the extras show how they got away with some pretty incredible stunts. A couple ethical dilemmas aside, there's not much depth, but a fun film nonetheless.
Hmm...I seem to be out of films. But I'm sure I'll remember something later. As for now, I should be asleep due to a final tomorrow. Until next time.
P.S. Thanks to Christina's friend John and a little graphic novel called Transmetropolitan (loosely based on a Hunter S. Thompson type character (therefore right up my alley)) I have begun drawing again. Here's the first serious thing I've drawn in a very long time:
Alright boys and girls, Grant's Homage to Sarah Brown's Cringe is still taking place so send stuff in! If you have no idea what the hell I'm talking about, see the post below.
But in the meantime, here are some movie reviews of recent films I've seen so you can base all your movie rentals on my opinion. Since my opinion is so important.
Sweeny Todd
Do you like Tim Burton? Johnny Depp? Helena Bonham Carter? Morbid, dark, violent musicals? Then this film is for you! Seriously, even if you aren't really into musicals, this movie is genius. Sure it's a "remake," but it hits every important detail from amazing visuals to an intriguing plot to cutting lyrics to visceral killings.
Zodiac
I didn't know much about the Zodiac killer and definitely didn't know any sort of work on him was still being done up until a few years ago. This film was an interesting semi-history lesson packaged with some great crime/thriller motifs. It's from the director of Se7en so how bad can it be? Good acting and a decent film all around.
Eastern Promises
Fantastically acted film about the Russian mob in London. Didn't know the Russian mob worked in London? Well now you know. So see the film to get the down-low on prostitution, prison tattoos, and how one should protect him/herself if ever caught in a naked fight to the death.
The Borne Ultimatum
If you liked the first couple films, this one is a must. It was a great film that keeps you wondering what kind of crazy action scene will take place next. And if you're into film making details, the extras show how they got away with some pretty incredible stunts. A couple ethical dilemmas aside, there's not much depth, but a fun film nonetheless.
Hmm...I seem to be out of films. But I'm sure I'll remember something later. As for now, I should be asleep due to a final tomorrow. Until next time.
P.S. Thanks to Christina's friend John and a little graphic novel called Transmetropolitan (loosely based on a Hunter S. Thompson type character (therefore right up my alley)) I have begun drawing again. Here's the first serious thing I've drawn in a very long time:
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
A New Project for a New Year
I have referenced her a couple of times in my blog, and I have been reading her site for 7 years now (thought it has gone through many changes). Her name is Sarah Brown and she has been an inspiration to me more times than I can count. I have based multiple writings on ideas that she has had, and I have tried to always give her credit (and I apologize if I ever failed to do so).
Sarah started this amazing things called Cringe. It started in New York and is, at its base, an open mic for relaying the best of old poems, journal entries, songs, and writings in general. And by "best" I mean "most horribly awkward and therefore funny." It has garnered much deserved attention and even takes place in England now. Next time I hit NY I'm bringing an old journal in hopes of shaking Sarah's hand and reading for everyone's pleasure.
In the meantime, since I cannot partake in the actual thing, I have decided to start a mini faux version on Cringe on my site. I'm not trying to make it big or get famous from this (as Sarah has done with her book coming out soon). This is more so for me and my close friends. But if you're new to this site and stumble upon this, please contribute.
So what I'm asking is that you e-mail me poems, letters you never sent, journal entries, songs, and anything you can find that you want to share. The point is to smile at our youthful indiscretion and now-comedic views that we once held so dearly.
So here are a few ground rules:
-You can ask to remain anonymous, or for your name to accompany your work. I will always respect your privacy.
-Please do not edit your work. You can take out names if you're worried about them reading it, but the more truthful to the original the better.
-There is to be no actual mockery of anyone's work. Laughter is the point, but not laughter at another's expense. Though this can be funny, these can still be painful/serious memories.
-Drawings/etc can be included.
-Things posted on the net are acceptable, but actual handwritten work can be more fun since chances are nobody has heard this before.
-A bit of setup is always appreciated. Year you wrote it and surrounding circumstances and the like.
-The older the better.
-Try to not "justify" the writing. Set it up and let it speak for itself.
And now, to show how serious I am about doing this, I will start with the first 50FIFTY Homage to Sarah Brown's Cringe:
I was 18 and it was 2001 and I was "dating" a girl for the first time. I put 'dating' in quotes because it was still up in the air at this time. I had, in a sense, stolen this girl from her boyfriend and was insanely caught up in my internal struggle to win her affections since she was obviously my one true love. Or so my 18-year-old heart thought.
We "broke up," and I put that in quotes because, how can you break up with someone if you're not dating in the first place?
I was so distraught that I wrote countless horrible poems in a little spiral-bound notebook. They became progressively more emo until it climaxed in a suicide-note style poem.
Two things to keep in mind: 1) I was listening to a lot of Eminem at this point in time, and 2) My dad found this and had a little "talk" with me.
Goodbye
How do I start this? Not with "hello"
For I know that's too happy to show
How I feel, how bout "hi", no no no
That's not real, doesn't go
What's the deal? I'll just screw it
And start with, "I feel like shit"
That'll hit 'em, stick with 'em and kick 'em
Out of their comfort zones
Cuz Grant wouldn't use that tone
And we know that he's not prone
To swear or to get real mad,
Grant is just never sad, then:
"This will make you real mad
But chance after chance I've had
To try and make myself glad.
And why does it never work?
I cry and I go berserk
I know that I've been a jerk
But I've tried to look at the perks
Of living and I can see none
I'm giving up, battle's done
I fought it off but it won."
I think I'll write my goodbyes.
This ink they'll read as they cry
Hearts sink, they ask, "Why'd he die?"
And now I will tell you bye.
"To my parents I loved you much
You cared which was proved by such
Warm actions, looks, even your touch
But this world was just too much.
To my friends, you guys are the best
I'd rest my life in your hands," ha, that's
Messed since I'm already dead,
My head leaking blood on my bed.
"And to all those who know me
Who weren't as close to me
This letter's supposed to be
A clearing of mysteries.
I hate all you wanna-be-crowd following pansies
I hope this let's you all see
That life isn't all dandy
But strife and much suffering,
A knife, I'm the offering
And now I don't feel a thing."
Somehow I know this is all
I need to write so I fight
The urge to just write and write
Cuz writing this is almost fun
But now that my letter's done
I pick up the deadly gun
Load the bullets one by one
I put the gun to my head
My hand shakes, heavy like lead
The sand makes its way on down
Time is up, my finger's round
The trigger as I pull it now
::
::
I ended it with a fake bullet hole surrounded by a red-pen-ink-bloodsplatter.
Wow was I pretentious.
Your turn!
I have referenced her a couple of times in my blog, and I have been reading her site for 7 years now (thought it has gone through many changes). Her name is Sarah Brown and she has been an inspiration to me more times than I can count. I have based multiple writings on ideas that she has had, and I have tried to always give her credit (and I apologize if I ever failed to do so).
Sarah started this amazing things called Cringe. It started in New York and is, at its base, an open mic for relaying the best of old poems, journal entries, songs, and writings in general. And by "best" I mean "most horribly awkward and therefore funny." It has garnered much deserved attention and even takes place in England now. Next time I hit NY I'm bringing an old journal in hopes of shaking Sarah's hand and reading for everyone's pleasure.
In the meantime, since I cannot partake in the actual thing, I have decided to start a mini faux version on Cringe on my site. I'm not trying to make it big or get famous from this (as Sarah has done with her book coming out soon). This is more so for me and my close friends. But if you're new to this site and stumble upon this, please contribute.
So what I'm asking is that you e-mail me poems, letters you never sent, journal entries, songs, and anything you can find that you want to share. The point is to smile at our youthful indiscretion and now-comedic views that we once held so dearly.
So here are a few ground rules:
-You can ask to remain anonymous, or for your name to accompany your work. I will always respect your privacy.
-Please do not edit your work. You can take out names if you're worried about them reading it, but the more truthful to the original the better.
-There is to be no actual mockery of anyone's work. Laughter is the point, but not laughter at another's expense. Though this can be funny, these can still be painful/serious memories.
-Drawings/etc can be included.
-Things posted on the net are acceptable, but actual handwritten work can be more fun since chances are nobody has heard this before.
-A bit of setup is always appreciated. Year you wrote it and surrounding circumstances and the like.
-The older the better.
-Try to not "justify" the writing. Set it up and let it speak for itself.
And now, to show how serious I am about doing this, I will start with the first 50FIFTY Homage to Sarah Brown's Cringe:
I was 18 and it was 2001 and I was "dating" a girl for the first time. I put 'dating' in quotes because it was still up in the air at this time. I had, in a sense, stolen this girl from her boyfriend and was insanely caught up in my internal struggle to win her affections since she was obviously my one true love. Or so my 18-year-old heart thought.
We "broke up," and I put that in quotes because, how can you break up with someone if you're not dating in the first place?
I was so distraught that I wrote countless horrible poems in a little spiral-bound notebook. They became progressively more emo until it climaxed in a suicide-note style poem.
Two things to keep in mind: 1) I was listening to a lot of Eminem at this point in time, and 2) My dad found this and had a little "talk" with me.
Goodbye
How do I start this? Not with "hello"
For I know that's too happy to show
How I feel, how bout "hi", no no no
That's not real, doesn't go
What's the deal? I'll just screw it
And start with, "I feel like shit"
That'll hit 'em, stick with 'em and kick 'em
Out of their comfort zones
Cuz Grant wouldn't use that tone
And we know that he's not prone
To swear or to get real mad,
Grant is just never sad, then:
"This will make you real mad
But chance after chance I've had
To try and make myself glad.
And why does it never work?
I cry and I go berserk
I know that I've been a jerk
But I've tried to look at the perks
Of living and I can see none
I'm giving up, battle's done
I fought it off but it won."
I think I'll write my goodbyes.
This ink they'll read as they cry
Hearts sink, they ask, "Why'd he die?"
And now I will tell you bye.
"To my parents I loved you much
You cared which was proved by such
Warm actions, looks, even your touch
But this world was just too much.
To my friends, you guys are the best
I'd rest my life in your hands," ha, that's
Messed since I'm already dead,
My head leaking blood on my bed.
"And to all those who know me
Who weren't as close to me
This letter's supposed to be
A clearing of mysteries.
I hate all you wanna-be-crowd following pansies
I hope this let's you all see
That life isn't all dandy
But strife and much suffering,
A knife, I'm the offering
And now I don't feel a thing."
Somehow I know this is all
I need to write so I fight
The urge to just write and write
Cuz writing this is almost fun
But now that my letter's done
I pick up the deadly gun
Load the bullets one by one
I put the gun to my head
My hand shakes, heavy like lead
The sand makes its way on down
Time is up, my finger's round
The trigger as I pull it now
::
::
I ended it with a fake bullet hole surrounded by a red-pen-ink-bloodsplatter.
Wow was I pretentious.
Your turn!
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
Damn You Candy Companies!!
So Hershey's recently put out a new product - it's a baggie of breath-mints. The problem is that it looks like baggies used to carry cocaine.
There has been some outrage over this product due to it's similarity to drug packaging and news sites are showing pictures comparing the two. I guess this is problematic because a child who is used to having breath mints in a little blue baggie might stumble upon a baggie of llello, eat it, and suffer harm or die.
As some have already pointed out, there is a bigger issue here: where the hell is this situation going to take place? What child lives in a environment where they could find a little blue baggie of blow? People don't usually misplace large bags of drugs, so any parent who is worried that after a all-night binger their kid will consume the rest of their drugs probably has more to worry about than Hershey's packaging.
So Hershey's recently put out a new product - it's a baggie of breath-mints. The problem is that it looks like baggies used to carry cocaine.
There has been some outrage over this product due to it's similarity to drug packaging and news sites are showing pictures comparing the two. I guess this is problematic because a child who is used to having breath mints in a little blue baggie might stumble upon a baggie of llello, eat it, and suffer harm or die.
As some have already pointed out, there is a bigger issue here: where the hell is this situation going to take place? What child lives in a environment where they could find a little blue baggie of blow? People don't usually misplace large bags of drugs, so any parent who is worried that after a all-night binger their kid will consume the rest of their drugs probably has more to worry about than Hershey's packaging.
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