Being one of the best young point guards in the same city as the Wrigley Company has its privileges my friends.
Derrick Rose known for his sweet tooth off the court, received a diabetics nightmare from his sweet friends over at Wrigley in the form of a custom Skittles machine that they’ll keep fully stocked [sic] for three years and oh yeah — it talks to him in his own voice when he walks by it to tempt him. In other word that sh!t be calling him — literally Scotty.
The machine holds every variety of Skittles known to mankind, but it does not come with a dentist which D-Rose might need after three years. Whenever I get rich and powerful, I hope I’ll have enough money to get free stuff too. Yes mother, I am just jealous.
