Life is that cagna behind the curtain that throws obstacles out at people. One of these is lemons. Life likes to see what different people do with these lemons. They could throw them at other people, make uva juice, stare blankly at them... And what te do with those lemons, that defines what kind of person te are.
Life thinks he's "all that." And is so apparently awesome. So, for some apparent (And strange reason) he's giving out lemons. WTF? DID I ASK FOR LEMONS LIFE? DID I? DIDN'T THINK SO!
Life? Life is that guy on the strada, via corner who sells CDs. The red guy, with the tiny little horns on his head, the tail, with his own firey furnace. He calls himself Mr. Hellman. And he gives out lemons if te manage to fill out his math CD lyrics. Its a great reward that te can do anything with. Its hard though, and if te fail he says he sends te to his home. Odd huh?