Ray Halliday Says Goodbye, and He Seems Okay!

Can # 12 (Something) by AUG 20
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Well, it has come to this. We've been together for 12 cans of tuna. As you can see by my latest tuna-less posts, I have been trying to postpone this day for as long as I could. But I knew, at some point, it had to come.

I have a lot of things to get done, here. I want to say goodbye, report on my health, and thank everybody who's helped me so much during these last however long it's been. And also, I'm going to reveal the terrible secret I've been keeping from all my friends for over ten years. And, finally, I will end this blog with the word supercilious, which is something I've always wanted to do.

Okay, around noon it was reported that I went for a swim at the Mission Pool, and no one got hurt. When I came back I had myself a can of tuna...plain, out of the can.

Funny thing about this particular can, the last can of the sequence. Notice, the stamp is stamped backwards. In fact, in order to figure out what the stamp said, I had to look at it in the mirror. NONE of the other cans were like that. In fact, I do not know how a stamp can be stamped backwards. There is only one obvious conclusion and that is SATAN.

But, whatever. What have we learned? We learned that it's not about fixing things and surviving, it's about helping each other and moving on. What have we learned about food? We've learned that those stamps are silly. EAT ALL THE OLD FOOD YOU WANT. NOTHING BAD WILL HAPPEN TO YOU. LOOK AT RAY HALLIDAY! HE LOOKS GREAT!

In fact, I've never felt better. I had that tuna about a half hour ago and except for a very slight tremor in my fingers, I feel like a million bucks. Perhaps there is a slight, teeny headache, but that could be from the pool somehow. I have a slight tightnil;.,kj my chets,..;klj sgsadkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkag