My special friend

You left me last year........actually it was exactly a year and a week ago. The ride since then has been harder. We would sometimes go months without hanging out or talking.............but when we met back up it was like old times. We would go out, pound some beers, talk about life love and all that other crap........then we would talk about everyone we knew.......who was phukkin who.......who we were phukkin.......we talked about all of it.......even what we were supposed to keep to ourselves (shhhhhh don't tell what's her name)!!!! Then you would always pick up a bimbo and I would drive your drunk ass to her house...or our house....or your apartment......or where ever. You were always such a who*re!!!!! I love that about you!!!!!! Last year before the funeral some of us celebrated your life in the same way. We were whores! We were so foul that we couldn't look at each other at the funeral! I know you were watching us and smiling......actually being the dirty phukker you are.....you probably cheered us on!!!!!! I miss you buddy...................Michael

PS
I poured some out on the curb for you today......you know what I mean.