I remember you always being there to pick me up and cheer me up after I fell apart because Brandon and I broke up. You were the shoulder to cry on no matter what. And that's how you became my big bruhder.
I remember trying to talk you and Cleck down from your massive fight. And trying to help you through the break up. Then feeling like punching you both for making things so damn complicated. Back when people still considered me a friend.
I remember that time that we all wrote that story about the original Dreaddies going to Cleck's hometown, and it was really a weird story. I wouldn't sleep in my free hotel room, giving it to you because I like sleeping outside, and Mitch was acting like that guy from Getbackers (in an electric handshake sort of way) and then you and Cleck just ended up sharing a room anyways, which was the only damn point of that story. It might have been a poor show of writing from some of us *coughs*me*coughs* and may have started Mitch's "I'm James Bond, bitch!" spree of having every useful gadget known to man at one time, but damn was that fun. Good times, good times. Down with Tetsuo!
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