a retirement home
Today, I was a retirement home where all conspiracies are potentially real. My friends were the seniors, who found the devil in the basement, who was also Clint Eastwood, as he used a giant pentacle of stolen pills to be summoned after funding one of the senior's political campaigns.
Fortunately Jesus Christ, a personal friend of one the other seniors, led the FBI swat team that stopped it all from happening.
It's 16th February 2025.1 Welcome to Green Oaks.
I am the same retirement home one month later.↩