I have many friends. Some tell me I'm full of shit...some I think are full of shit...but we're still friends. That's half the battle. I believe I'm always right, but in the larger scheme of things...maybe I'm not. Who knows? I love a good debate. At least I realize that. I actually like people who disagree with me, but I detest people who say they do when they don't or say they don't when they do...if you know what I mean. People interpret things in different ways. What might piss me off might not piss off someone else. Fine. Friendship is volatile, but above everything else...friendship must be true.

I'm just saying...friendship is earned, and there is honor in that. Friendship is mutual and reciprocal.

So, you might be thinking that I have some problems with my friends...quite the contrary...I was just thinking about how fortunate I am to have as many friends as I do...because if one has no friends, they really have nothing.

Now, on a serious note...I overdosed on Gooey Cake. Christina Sweetie Baby Honey Pie...next time you send me a package...send ammunition. It will be quicker.

Bwahahahahahahahah!!!!