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I am the type of superstitious person who believes that this topic alone tempts fate. So, my best friend. A few people fall privilege to that title with me. For this one we shall go with the best friend I refer to as 'my wife'. Jackie and I have known each other since Kindergarten. We've always been close, but drifted for a while there. We've seen it all together. Birth, death, marriages, divorces.
We rarely fight. If anything they're small disagreements that are easily resolved and quickly forgotten. We have an agreement worked out between us. If, God forbid, we were ever actually in this position, where we've been seriously injured, had a health complication or otherwise that lands us in a hospital on life support - we pull the plug for each other. It's that type of friendship. If she had ever been in an accident and we had gotten into a fight - I'd do exactly what I'm supposed to. I'd know damn well it was forgiven and forgotten and then I'd kick the plug outta the wall.
Easy peasy :)
Surprising no one
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So I was sitting at the dining room table, feverishly
always-sometimes-rarely-nevering, when Paul asked me if I wanted something
to drink. "Please," I said...
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