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Last wensday my grandfather was getting a knee replacement when his kidneys suddenly failed. The doctors were pretty sure he was gonna die so I drove to gainesville to see him. he looked really bad. I had to come back cuz i couldnt look at him like that. I got so drunk the momment i got home. I went to the game and i dont remember a single play which i guess is probably a good thing. All i remember is giving too many high fives to strangers, getting called a pedophile by some mom cuz i made evil faces to her daughters, jumping into the fountian between the football and baseball stadiums, walking back in wet jeans and no shirt, smoking enough to kill a small horse, puking, and then going to bed. Anywho my mom called today and my grandfather is much much better and it looks like hes gonna come out ok. im still gonna go see him this week but its a huge relief.