| the true friendship poem When you are sad, I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against that sorry bastard who made you sad. When you are blue, I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you. When you smile, I will know you finally got laid. When you are scared, I will rag on you about it every chance I get. When you are worried, I will tell you horrible stores about how much worse it could be and to quit whining. When you are confused, I will use little words. When you are sick, Stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don't want whatever you have. When you fall, I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass. This is my oath... I pledge it till the end. "Why?" You may ask. Because you're my friend. |
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