You are the kind of friend that if my house was burning down, you’d be chatting up the fireman. You’re the kind of friend that steals my umbrella in the rain to see how fast i can run. You’re the kind of friend that laughs when i fall then trips me again. You’re the kind of friend that cant bail me out of jail because you’re sitting right beside me in the cell. But most of all, you’re the kind of friend that will be with me till our last breath. The kind that will be chasing me around the nursing home trying to hit me with your walking stick when were old and saggy & for that i thank you