Raymond topped me into taking him to the pharmacy. I don’t know what that is about.
Having a senior’s coffee at McDonalds.
And wouldn’t you know there was a table of seniors there.
I told Ray that he should end his life by being a saint. He replied that he just wanted to be a good and humble guy; not a saint. Aha! I said. He did want to be a saint.


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