I SHOULD NOT BE ABLE TO EMOTIONALLY IDENTIFY WITH A FLOSS CONTAINER
My cousin is always watching Everybody Loves Raymond in the other room while I’m on the computer. I always hear Raymond’s voice. His deep, throaty voice, like a hungover toad. It’s very unique. Sometimes I continue to hear the thick grog of Ray Romano long after the television is off. Ray tells me things. Ray tells me horrible, horrible things. And I listen.
my friend was telling me this story about how this guy caddied for bill gates and at the end of the day he was expecting a big tip but bill gates was just like “alright thanks man see ya” and the next day the guy got a call and it was like “are you so-and-so?” and he was like “yeah…” and they were like “bill gates just paid off your student loans”