When you fall,
I will point and laugh at your clumsy arse.
When you are sad,
I will get you drunk and help you plot revenge against the scum sucking bastard who made you sad.
When you are scared,
I will laugh at you and tease you about it every chance I get.
When you are worried,
I will tell you how much worse it could be and to quit complaining.
When you are confused,
I will use little words to explain it to your dumb arse.
When you are sick,
I will hold your hair while you pay homage to the porcelain God.
When you are dissapointed,
I will explain why you are not the center of the Universe and that
Get Over It !
This is my Oath, I pledge to the end,
Why? You may ask.
Because. . .
You're My Friend.
Friends Will Be Friends
To The End
We Hope To See You
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