There are many perks to being my friend:
- If you’re sick, I will always stop by with some store bought chicken soup, because if I tried to cook some for you I’d probably accidentally set my kitchen on fire and then give you food poisoning with the end result I bring to you.
- I will never ask questions when you call me to come and help you bury a body, in fact I will bring my own shovel.
- I’ve got your back in a fight, I’ll probably go down on the first punch, and accidentally take you down with me, but I’ll still have your back!!
- Sadly you can’t call me to come bail you out of jail, because there’s a very solid chance I’m in jail with you… let’s be honest, I’m probably the reason we’re there.
- DRUNK TEXTING
Seriously my drunk texts are delightful, and a highlight to most of my friends life… sometimes… last night was an excellent example of the sometimes.
I was getting a little stressed that perhaps those 20 texts before the picture of the bottle had bugged my dear friend Whitney and she was now ignoring me, or worst blocked me!… luckily I was proven wrong.
But That's For Another Blog 