You know you have good friends even when if you end up doing nothing on a Saturday night after running through the rain, arriving late to a club, and arguing with bouncers and Mexican parking staff in the parking lot, everything is still an adventure.
You know you have good friends when they're for you no matter what, even if you fuck up.
I feel like our lives are like an extended version of Harold and Kumar, and I'm loving every second of it.
Thank you to all the great friends in my life, and a toast to more adventures to come.
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May this be a portrait of us when we're in Vegas in January.
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