My Grampa passed away yesterday. His heart was failing him and it became too hard for him to breathe. It still feels weird knowing he's not here anymore. What makes it even more sad is that tomorrow he would have turned 90 years old. Last night I found a birthday card in my mom's car with a big '90' on it. That was pretty hard to look at.

Anyway, I've been with you guys for longer than I can remember. I just felt that I needed to share this with you.

~Kristen

Joey: If he doesn't like you, then this is all just a moo point.
Rachel: A moo point?
Joey: Yeah, it's like a cow's opinion, you know, it just doesn't matter. It's "moo."
Rachel: Have I been living with him for too long, or did that all just make sense?