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my rugby coach calls me occasionally about different things, sometimes not even about the team. tonight he calls and just to chat. this guy fascinates me, he is literally a crackhead, but is the most intellectual person(i dont know for sure on either of those, but he tells us stories about his days and his has seen the evidence and paraphernalia of drug addiction, also stories of having great conversations with him). i cant talk to him for very long because i just cant understand him, i know others cant as well but they play along with it. i feel sorry for him. he has constody of greg, his son. greg's mom lives almost 2 miles away and is where greg has decided to start living without mentioning it to his dad, he stopped playing rugby, he stopped talking to his dad.(period) he asked me to come over and spend time with him, like hes trying to fill the void, with other kids. he wants to take me to sonic, hes treat. is he creepy or sad?