Nicholas Ronald Testa.
I'm not sure how many of you know this person. And I'm not sure how many of you truly know what it's like to have a person like him in your life, but this is just a glimpse into the friendship that has lasted through him breaking my heart when I was a freshmen, touring together, and so many tricks and hos along the way:
Me: hey bitchnips
him: I'm going to a strip club. because that's good for you
me: slap some titties, it adds on 10 years to your life. unlike cigarettes.
him: I hate women, so i'm going to look at women who hate themselves.
him: I'm going alone
me: NO you're not..
him: hahhaha kidding
me: I was about to LOL so hard i would have probably farted.
him: I just lol'd. Holy shit that was good.
him: I'm going in sweatpants and a shirt that says "FBI female body inspector"
me: I just farted.
We say LOL and we MEAN it.
Me: hey bitchnips
him: I'm going to a strip club. because that's good for you
me: slap some titties, it adds on 10 years to your life. unlike cigarettes.
him: I hate women, so i'm going to look at women who hate themselves.
him: I'm going alone
me: NO you're not..
him: hahhaha kidding
me: I was about to LOL so hard i would have probably farted.
him: I just lol'd. Holy shit that was good.
him: I'm going in sweatpants and a shirt that says "FBI female body inspector"
me: I just farted.
We say LOL and we MEAN it.