The Mourning Rain

| Related | April 18, 2013

(It is pouring rain outside. I am looking out the window at it, when my sister suddenly rushes by behind me.)

Sister: “I’m going for a walk, even though it’s raining and I’m probably going to catch pneumonia and die! So make sure you look up all my favorite songs so you can play them at my funeraaaal!”

(Door slams.)

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