XX ate oranges like an apple, skin and all. No reason to wash them, he said, same reason there’s no reason to wash apples: we breathe air every day, he asks—the shit they put in there can’t be no worse for you than whatever they put on this shit.
Bugs live in the air, Rudd said to him. Pests live in the air.
So, XX asks.
So, Rudd said, they don’t live in apples or oranges because of the shit they put on them.
XX shook his head. That’s just because the shit messes with their chemical receptors—ain’t like they’re allergic. They’re just confused.
How’s that make it any better, Rudd said.
XX shrugged and said: ‘Cause I ain’t confused right now.