>>101095841. And then I squeeze it in my hand, getting a good feel out of it.. I take a bite out of it, it's sweet, sufficiently ripe. I nod in approval. I give it a sniff, ah such a lovely smell, apples have such a wonderfully pleasing scent to it. I notice a wall. I smirk and pelt it with my half eaten apple. The apple explodes on contact. Did the apple deserve it? Of course not, but I did it anyway. And I'm proud of it. Proud of destroying that bright red apple with my very own hands.
