True friends are there to help you bury the bodies
There are plenty of variations on that trope that friends will be there with bail money, but real friends will be sitting beside you in the cell going "Dang, that was fun!" There's a point in your life when you finally realize what that means - and I reached that point tonight. One of my nearest and dearest friends came over to my apartment and between the two of us, we disassembled one bed, took another queen size bed apart and moved the queen size bed the entire length of my apartment complex IN THE RAIN and re-built the queen size bed in my tiny cramped bedroom.
via thepier.ning.com
One of my very best friends sacrificed two hours of her time and multiple mosquito bites to help me move a bed Monday. Here's our story!