My Best Friend
My best friend is a rock.
There are people who scoff at that. People who tell me “that is just a rock”.
To those people I say “fuck you”. To those people I say “My friend is not ‘just’ a rock. My friend is strong, and smooth, and reliant. And if you cracked my friend open, you would see that inside my friend is crystalline, and delicate and beautiful. But you would never see that, because you could never crack him open. He is too strong. He would crack you open first.
To those people I say “If I cracked you open, what would I see? Filth and gristle and meat.” To those people I say “You are nothing compared to my friend.” And I lift my friend in front of their eyes, and test my friend’s weight in a meaningful way.
Usually, those people say very little after that.
Rivka Jacobs
Okay, that was one of your best short-shorts yet. I was wondering what different interpretations people would have of the picture. This is almost perfect. In my opinion, anyway. I like this a lot!
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Oke Dafe
Nick, this is simple and mad and awesome
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