How do you define true friendship?
Is it taking turns calling every few weeks or months to catch up?
Is it visiting each other and finding new places to visit?
Or is it getting a phone call that your friend has had too much to drink and needs a ride home from the concert that you didn't attend because you're lame (or because you have to be 18 years or older and your 12 year old niece doesn't pass for 18) and you waited up until the concert ended at 12:45am to go pick up your friend. Then you drove all the way to your parents/in-laws for the Easter weekend.
Bill and I think all of the above.
But especially the third definition.
Because it happened last night.
Or this morning, depending on how you look at it.
We made it to my parents and are pretty exhausted.
Bill got to meet Spencer.
Now it's time for bed.
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