me: I’m dying of a terminal illness.
Dan: Syphillis isn’t terminal darling.
me: Fuck you! I’m brain damaged.
I must be. There’s no other explanation.
Dan: Well, yeah. But that isn’t from being sick.
That’s just one of those things you need to learn to deal with.
me: No shut up!
This is how we show how much we love each other.
Note: I am not actually dying. I do not have syphillis. Or brain damage. We are simply assholes. Nothing in this post should be taken seriously.
To quote Polar Bear Club, “All my friends are living saints”.