It’s Poe. A man who looks like he should be asking you if you want oil & vinegar on your hoagie. Apparently, no one really knows what happened to his mind as he slipped away in a room meant for alcoholics. He yelled at inanimate objects, and wasn’t incredibly coherent in doing so. Plus, his goth clothes had been replaced by a Sex Pistol;s t-shirt, loafers, and a pair of khakis. What happened, dude? No one really knows.
Eight parts in today’s episode. Enjoy, and thanks for hanging out with me and my 87 year old Ma, Bertie May.


