I had a good friend once.
He lost his smokes in the morning before high school started so I shared mine with him all day.
I was very poor and for me to have a pack of smokes and generously share them with him was considered a big deal back then.
Every break I gave him a smoke and we chatted away like the good buddies we were while being cool and smoking.
At the end of the day I gave him his pack of smokes back. Well, what was left of them anyway.
You should have seen his face.
If he wasn't a good friend I couldn't have told him.
@booger saidThis is one of the best posts I've ever read here.
I had a good friend once.
He lost his smokes in the morning before high school started so I shared mine with him all day.
I was very poor and for me to have a pack of smokes and generously share them with him was considered a big deal back then.
Every break I gave him a smoke and we chatted away like the good buddies we were while being cool and smoking.
At the end of ...[text shortened]... em anyway.
You should have seen his face.
If he wasn't a good friend I couldn't have told him.
@booger saidI had a good friend back in 1978, I met her in London, I’d bought some nice stuff for us to smoke at the Knebworth concert, she brought a box of food which she hogged like a grinning gremlin for the whole day tormenting me with a ….. ‘Hmm, now what shall I have next?’ She never offered me a crumb 🙁
I had a good friend once.
He lost his smokes in the morning before high school started so I shared mine with him all day.
I was very poor and for me to have a pack of smokes and generously share them with him was considered a big deal back then.
Every break I gave him a smoke and we chatted away like the good buddies we were while being cool and smoking.
At the end of ...[text shortened]... em anyway.
You should have seen his face.
If he wasn't a good friend I couldn't have told him.
I somehow couldn’t tell her what a spoilt, self centred, tight git she was.
@woodgirl saidYou should have hogged your herbs.
I had a good friend back in 1978, I met her in London, I’d bought some nice stuff for us to smoke at the Knebworth concert, she brought a box of food which she hogged like a grinning gremlin for the whole day tormenting me with a ….. ‘Hmm, now what shall I have next?’ She never offered me a crumb 🙁
I somehow couldn’t tell her what a spoilt, self centred, tight git she was.