Tuesday night, or Wednesday morning, around 1:30 am.
"Hey August, I need to get something off my chest. I have this problem that has really just confused me for many years."
"What is it?"
"It's this jar, it's not anti-gravitational right? I mean, the makers of this jar knew that the contents in this jar would be subject to gravitational pull."
"Yea, I guess."
"Well do you see how they have the bottom designed, a wide circle, you know so they can fit a lot of applesauce in there?"
"THEN WHY THE F**K WOULD THEY MAKE THE HOLE AT THE TOP SMALLER! It doesn't make any damn sense! I can't fit my hand in there, you can't fit your hand in there, only an infant could squeeze their palm in there and not get apple all over their knuckles. This is bull shit! "