I said "You know they rejected Jesus, too"

I guess I'll tell you about Rajulio. It must have been around three in the morning when my aunt awoke to a strange man standing in my parent's RV. He was in the restroom when she asked him what he was doing there, and he informed her that it was his trailer she was staying in. But he was kind and told her that she was pretty and could stay. She awoke my father, who removed the man and took him outside to the canopy. My other aunt came out of her cabin and joined the menage-a-trios, while the strange man lounged in our hammock. He introduced himself as Rajulio, and insisted that the RV and hammock belonged to him. After some convincing, Rajulio realized he was not welcome and agreed to let the police handle the matter. Within fifteen minutes they arrived and took his information, which was limited to knowing only his name and mother's name and address,  and deported him from the campground. Initially I questioned if the event was due to some strange effect which the full moon may have had on Rajulio's brain. With time however, I've come to assume that it was due in part to a spell of alzheimers. One thing may be for certain, and that is that the legend of Rajulio shall forever live within our family.