It's high maintenance friends that drains the life out of you. Cut those out. Like fuck'emOh you need friends. Good ones. But anything more and things get complicated.
Nope - I don't usually get into other people's carsHave you ever had that moment when you get into the back of a friend or family member's car, and for an instant, imagine that the car belongs to a stranger?
Agreed - throw those away. You are better off without themIt's high maintenance friends that drains the life out of you. Cut those out. Like fuck'em
That comes from being able to drive, I suppose.Nope - I don't usually get into other people's cars
Yes - and not going places with other people. I prefer to driveThat comes from being able to drive, I suppose.
Except for when you travel aloft in large metal cylinders.Yes - and not going places with other people. I prefer to drive
This one time, in Harare, I managed to pass out in the wrong bakkie. I was (obviously) very drunk, and I saw my friend's bakkie, so I climbed in the back and went to sleep.Have you ever had that moment when you get into the back of a friend or family member's car, and for an instant, imagine that the car belongs to a stranger?
You, sir, are gentleman. Bravo!This one time, in Harare, I managed to pass out in the wrong bakkie. I was (obviously) very drunk, and I saw my friend's bakkie, so I climbed in the back and went to sleep.
Unfortunately it was not my friend's bakkie.
So I got woken up by the security guard around 03:00, at the house of two lovely girls. They were also woken up and offered a bed but I was fine with just a blanket, so I slept in the back. They kindly drove me home in the morning. Thanks Chloë!