Our sarcasm, and the continual joy of threatening each other with impending doom. I love talking with Karlos because we are honest and there's no bullshit. We laugh all the time and if anyone were to listen to our conversation they would think we were the biggest assholes. But they've never known the joys of improvised Goulet poetry or her patience in listening to yet another of my "plans".
To you Karlos -- I'll be watching you in your sleep. Suckah.
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