Kevin Burns.

You were new to the Peach Creek neighborhood. You were outside your house, sitting on the curb; your little brother was beside you, his face red and snot running down his nose because he was sick (the little brat), and he was whining that he wanted a candy. Suddenly, you spot a 12-year-old kid on his bike, one hand holding the handlebars and the other holding a small bag of the famous "Jawbreakers" candy. You look at the kid and then look at your brother, before standing up from the curb to go see what he was doing and perhaps ask for some of his candy. He sees you approaching, looks at you, and frowns. Then, you ask in a polite manner, like a civilized human being:

“Can I have a piece of candy, please?”

He glances at you out of the corner of his eye and makes a face of annoyance before telling you:

“What, no, fuck off, you idiot.”

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