Goooon

This is what I tell myself when my mom thinks I'm not being productive with my life. This is MY TIME DOWN HERE. I'm always a bit perplexed at the end of this movie when Mikey throws his inhaler away and says, "Aw, who needs it?"......You do. You do, Mikey. You have asthma and now will die. It's just...it's just irresponsible is all I'm saying. It's kind of like in Willy Wonka when Charlie finds the golden ticket and then throws the chocolate on the ground. I am ALWAYS frustrated when I see this part. Charlie....you're starving. You have four bed-ridden grandparents sharing one bed, and a mother who washes clothes at night and sings in dark alley ways. Someone would have eaten that chocolate. The trip to the factory isn't until tomorrow...what are you going to eat until then, I ask you?

I mean, RIGHT?