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Exactly like. Is.

So last Friday, my manager/the cook was like "Hey, you want some apples?" And I was like "the hell you talking about, B?" And he was like "These are spotty as **** and we're not gonna sell em, so take some home." Dude already had a damn CASE of them he was carrying out to his car. He left me a bag of like 20 apples. TWENTY APPLES.

What am I gonna do with twenty damn apples?

Well this morning, I cut one up ...