To my favorite old man

I'm proud of you Ryebread! Your kindness doesn't leave mushroom for doubt that you brought light into the lives of everyone you touched. My legs are still sore from pretending to be a senior citizen for duo interp, but it's worth it to be able to joke about my injured liver, located, of course, in my calf. I'll bring that light into the world in honor of you until I myself am an old [wo]man. ~ Lily R., Friend