You’d think the Friend Zone would be nice, but all I found were enemies…

I broke it to him gently…

Now that I think about it, it’s probably nice to be in my Friend Zone. I dunno. I think I treat my friends pretty damned well. I’ve spent hundreds of dollars bailing a few out of jail (it’s always the same fucking ones), I let them shit in peace at my place (and I have soft toilet paper, mind you), and if one of them ever said, “Jess, I need your help. I can’t tell you what it is, you can never ask me about it later, and we’re gonna hurt some people,” I’d say the proper response: “…whose car are we gonna take?”

The line above is from The Town. I’m not clever enough to come up with that.

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