Saturday, March 18, 2017

The Grave Digger

The grave digger at Precious Blood loves Trumpy. He shouts his name whenever he sees me. Today when I saw the green utility truck I decided make a quick exit so I wouldn't have to be harassed. Three hours later there he was again in the same aisle as me in the supermarket. But he didn't say a word. Luckily. I just kept my eyes on the linguini.