I was in a show once where during intermission they sold pop rocks, and well... you can see where this goes.
I will say I’m not, not guilty of this. I get really anxious really quick and sitting down for two hours boils up my nerves and if I didn’t get some kind of snack I would be bouncing off the walls. It just gives me something to do and helps me stay focused. I try to be quiet about, though
My father (AIDS)
My sister (AIDS)
My uncle and my cousin and her best friend (AIDS, AIDS, AIDS)
The gays and the straights
And the white and the spades