Again, I saw you, but, this time, you were at the drugstore, buying something. Personally, I was there for the syrup (hint: not the stuff you use on pancakes). Sure, I may be slipping into ol’ habits, but sometimes the sin is the most tempting option available.
Back on point: you were there, buying laxitives.
You said they were for your grandmother.
But isn't she dead?
