Runts

The other day, I found a few Runts rolling around in the bottom of my Fendi. You know, those lovely candies that are multi-colored and you pick out all the banana because 1) they are the best flavor and 2) you just want to shove something phallic in your mouth without getting the hep.  Before I had a chance to think about it, they were in my mouth.  I ran through a timeline in my head of when I could possibly have gotten Runts.  I think either Halloween or the last time I was at the movie theater which I believe was when I saw the Sex and the City movie.  They were probably sitting on a dollar that was held by a homeless man just minutes after he urinated in an ally.  Hey world, I'm disgusting.