Strange Stranger

A guy came up to me and "mommy dearest" on the street yesterday and gave us two tickets to a museum called "Psychiatry: Industry of Death". He bragged about how it was a multimillion dollar facility and it was built by a "non-profit" (Didn't actually say "Scientology" though). In with the tickets was 20 bucks. Mom tried to give the money back, but he wouldn't take it. I kept the money and left the tickets in case someone else wanted to go to the museum. When mom noticed the tickets were gone, she went back and grabbed them so we'd have proof of our creepy story.

Me, home with my loot.

My loot.