So she looked at all of those diamonds
Perhaps it would be best to fold and give up, but then what would that accomplish
All she knew was she had a chance, so she went all in
Dealer put down the river and she knew she was flushed
Even though diamonds are a girl’s best friend, she was happy with a ….
She was so well grounded
That the emotional lightning around her would just fizzle out
And left those around her with a sense of calm
But the smell of drama ozone remained
Letting them know how close they had been to being zapped
Everyone wishes they had a friend like that
Life kind of getting you down?
Or are you just having one of those blah days?
Well remember you still have a friend here you can talk to, or Garth Brooks if he’s around.
Supernova hatred exploded from Jim.
The waves of revulsion swept over Andy, knocking him back a step.
Andy worried about what was left of the man who used to be his best friend.
Realizing that now a black hole was where Jim’s heart used to be.
Dirt packed under his ragged fingernails
It was something he prided himself on
Grabbing the wrench he went back to work
Giving another shot at fixing the old backhoe
Even though the brand new one sat right next to it
Really didn’t want to let his dear friend go quite yet
Been many apples down the centuries my friend
It is only the first one that got its own story made gospel
That’s what makes humans so much fun to play with
Every single time I try, I can get you people to take one more…
So this thing about washing your hands?
Obviously you need to do it every time.
And if you don’t? I’m asking for a friend.
Perhaps I don’t shake hands with you anymore.
Yeah. That’s probably a good idea.
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Downing yet another shot of Jägermeister
Rich felt it hit him right between the eyes
Under normal circumstances, this is where he would stop
Not tonight though, not after she had left him
Knowing it was because he had slept with her best friend, well that didn’t help
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Pass that pitcher, my man
Oh no, my friend. This one is mine.
Utterly impossible. You are the next round.
Really? (Laps up some of the beer.) Want some now?
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Claire wore many hats. She absolutely loved them, switching between them multiple times every day, but it was always the shoes that she was deathly afraid of. She could be mom, wife, daughter, confidant, friend, enemy, goddess, and demon, but when it came to shoes, well, then she felt she had to pretend to be someone else.
That’s why she decided one day to just go barefoot. It meant sometimes stepping on things the wrong way, freezing her toes, or just having her feet absolutely filthy, but they were always hers, and she could sleep well at night knowing that.
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