One of my best friends, Jodie. Luv ya, JoeJoe.
And, YES, I do have more than ONE best friend.

Yes. When we are all mindless zombies that depend too much on some kind of new fad to notice each other.

Thick layers of cheese with a bunch of greasy pepperoni's. Probably ain't good for my heart, but my tastebuds don't frankly care.

My parents. They're so....critical. Literally. A job well done could smack them in the face and they would notice the itty bitty flaws. This is just another reason I consider myself closer to my friends than my own parents.

Yes. My parents.
.....Enough said.