The enemy of friendship?

My friend and I operate on magical, private plain of sarcasm, inside jokes, and our mutual, diehard devotion to the Golden Girls. We are both far too sassy for our own good, and our sassiness gets us both into trouble. Our humor-intentioned remarks can be hurtful, but maybe that’s true of most people. We all aim for funny or wise or relatable, and often miss to the tune of insulting others…

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My Reunion

I arrived a little late, and although I admire the hard work and enthusiasm of our volunteer planners, it is comically cruel to have a reunion on the second floor. I used the restroom as a delay tactic, and paused again, before entering the narrow doorway to the shadowed brick stairway…

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