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After he passed, I used to just sit in my husband's chair, breathing in his scent of hair oil and roast beef, wondering when it would be my turn, but then I found a mildewed envelope with some of Raymond's old coins inside. I used to think that he just used his collection as an excuse to avoid spending time with me. Well now he's in heaven, collecting God's coins as an excuse not to spend time with the angels. I took those bastards to Good Ole Tom's and I got $2,500. I used it to buy my dog Popcorn some new barrettes, and I bought myself a shortwave radio so that I can hear the police band. 12 ambulances went out today. None of them were for me. Thank you, Tom. (Via That'sImportant.)
