A friend of the opposite sex whom you will never have a intimate relationship, they are your ride or die, your wingman, wingette, confidant the one person you know you can tell them anything and get no judgement and it won't be repeated. The one person who will tell you when you are wrong and you know 💯% it's not because they are choosing sides it's cause you are wrong, it's the one who will make you face your BS, it's the one who will make you look at things from the other side and ask you how would that make you feel, what would you do if that was done to you, how would you react.
Hey bro you are my woady my ace boon coon but answer the phone she is worried , you dead wrong with that BS.
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.