Day 26- What you think about your friends

I really dont understand the question.
I am hardly going to write that my friends are a dicks and I only hang out with them because they are rich/own a yacht/buy me expensive presents.

My friends are a group of people whom I respect, trust, would do anything for.
And who make me laugh.

Yea okay – they are a bunch of eggs.

<insert_MASSIVE_hypothetical> … if I ever did shoot someone – let’s say dead for arguments sake – I know who would;

  • have lent me the gun
  • help me dispose of the body
  • be my alibi
  • create false evidence
  • give me money
  • get me out of the country
  • secretly come and visit me