Mi Amigo Para La Vida
Tired of sissy ass ‘friend’ poems?
Not this one.
Dear bud, When you are sad, I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad.
When you are blue, I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.
When your scared, I will rag on you about every chance I get until your NOT!
When you are worried, I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be until you quit whining
When you are confused, I will try to use only 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 laugh at your clumsy ass, but help you up.
This is my oath…till the end for a friend.
Friendship is like peeing your pants, everyone can see it, but only you can feel the true warmth.
Set your self straight (and purge)
Those who cast stones at the glass house or something like that right?
Two years ago I took a trip back to the place I was born and raised,Chicago. Met some friend that I haven’t seen in ‘years’.
After a night of Budweiser’s my so called friend started in on how he was getting it from were ever and however he wanted (meaning he was cheating on his wife)…Fine, that’s his life right?
Now as of recently we have this Wikileak crap. The Idea that this is very simply the “press” doing there job is unconscionable.
Do you see were I’m going with this?
In a recent conversation I had with this so called friend? We had discussed the Wikileak distortion along with many other pressing issues.
Of course he and his wife being the libtards they are fought tooth and nail for Wikifounder Assange remarking that it was the press’s job to do so , as to let the world know what is truly going on around them.
Funny enough Press Secretary Gibbs had it so right, Why let a 30$ web site compromise us?
And so it was released for reasons need not be told ( I was friends with both parties)
It’s as sad as my existence.