Have you ever wondered that one time you truly help your friends? And I'm not talking about small favours. This is the kind of help you gave for saving his/her ass from getting screwed by the mafia...sort of. Why do we do it?
And when it's our ass the mafia's screwing, how come we don't see our friends fending for our lives?
See, that's the problem with 'friends'. They want things unconditionally. They want things free. They want us to entertain them. They want...they want...they WANT!
This time it's not something I want. It's something I need. Silence. I'm done. Are you done?