I can count my true friends on one hand and still have a finger left to pick my nose with.
Very True
Bustednuckles
Documenting The Death Of America
I can count my true friends on one hand and still have a finger left to pick my nose with.
I used to do the same but my friends all died. I outlived the fuckers!
What if you are friends because you’re both shady fuckers?
Leigh
Whitehall, NY
Same here, but no picking my nose with that one finger I fly the bird with it
BFYTW