So here’s the truth truth of all truths.          .          .

and you don’t even have to be modest about it:

You are all that in a bag of chips
.            .
Sometimes you feel like, “Oh yeah I’m a bag of chips alright, the one that doesn’t always come out of the vending machine or the one that sits in backseat because I don’t know that it’s there and I forgot about it or the one that sits in your junk corner covered up by Twinkies, Ginger Snaps and assorted sizes of tootsie roll pops and pretzels, all crunched up”

See,  know, you add something to someone even if it’s just your you-est of you of yourself.

Here is the truth of all truths; The fact of all facts

YOU ARE ALL THAT AND A BAG OF CHIPS
OWN IT
ACT LIKE IT
and while you’re at it, pass the chips.          .          .