Why can’t we be friends?

Why can’t we be friends?

What do you think?


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  1. Because as, as the band War said

    “I seen you around for a long, long time
    I remembered you when you drank my wine.”

    And it just so happens, that wine you pilfered from my cave à vin was a 1945 Château Mouton-Rothschild, presented to me by Louis Mountbatten, 1st Earl Mountbatten of Burma and Former Governor General of India on the occasion of my siring an heir free of consanguineous hemophilia!

  2. After a extended period of time.
    One day you will need something.
    A ride or cash, advice or maybe even a shoulder to lean on.

    Which is to heavy of a burden for me to want to carry.

    To prevent these inevitable issues.
    I choose to ignore your existence and you can be “friends” with someone better suited to take on your friendly ball and chain of unnecessary and unwanted stress.

    Not being your friend feels better.

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