Intense Friendships
The other night a friend confessed to a really intense friendship when he was young. Nothing sexual or anything, but it did extend to always going to the toilet together. As he put it, "we shared our poos."
Think back to the innocence of blood brothers and being friends forever and tell us the stories of loyalty, commitment and how it all went horribly wrong. You've seen Heavenly Creatures...
( , Fri 28 Jul 2006, 10:21)
The other night a friend confessed to a really intense friendship when he was young. Nothing sexual or anything, but it did extend to always going to the toilet together. As he put it, "we shared our poos."
Think back to the innocence of blood brothers and being friends forever and tell us the stories of loyalty, commitment and how it all went horribly wrong. You've seen Heavenly Creatures...
( , Fri 28 Jul 2006, 10:21)
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Friends of long standing
I'm still very close mates with the folks I bacame friends with aged 11 or 12, more than half my life ago. I realise that's not very funny in itself, but we had some laughs.
It occurs that with a post title like that I'm probably not living up the billing at all, sorry.
A mate and I had moped/scooter/gently motorised push bikes when we were 16. Despite that fact that mine was dirty gold and his was covered in yellow fairing and had pedals, and despite the fact that we were both lanky streaks of piss who looked like praying mantis's doing yoga on these bloody things, we decided that we needed to be in a biker gang. We both wrote, in permanant marker, "Gonads of Death" on our 'machines'.
I actually suspect that's more 'laugh at' than 'laugh with' funny, and I can't tell you how sorry I am about the whole thing.
( , Fri 28 Jul 2006, 14:52, Reply)
I'm still very close mates with the folks I bacame friends with aged 11 or 12, more than half my life ago. I realise that's not very funny in itself, but we had some laughs.
It occurs that with a post title like that I'm probably not living up the billing at all, sorry.
A mate and I had moped/scooter/gently motorised push bikes when we were 16. Despite that fact that mine was dirty gold and his was covered in yellow fairing and had pedals, and despite the fact that we were both lanky streaks of piss who looked like praying mantis's doing yoga on these bloody things, we decided that we needed to be in a biker gang. We both wrote, in permanant marker, "Gonads of Death" on our 'machines'.
I actually suspect that's more 'laugh at' than 'laugh with' funny, and I can't tell you how sorry I am about the whole thing.
( , Fri 28 Jul 2006, 14:52, Reply)
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