When living on the street one of the best days you can have is when some asshole throws out his soiled mattress because it gives you something more comfy than cement to sleep on and since you’re homeless you don’t give a fuck about the rash and bites you get from whatever the fuck is living in the AIDS mattress you found. It coulda be a bed used by a dude who likes golden showers or maybe someone died while asleep on the mattress a couple days earlier, maybe the person who owned it had the flesh eating disease or scabies…but shit doesn’t matter cuz you’re homeless, you’re just so fucking happy that you just want to jump up and down on your new found gift from god to the High School Musical soundtrack….Cuddles.