forum Friend-type thread!

Started May 30, 2020 by @sharkfinn_ey

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Hey!

I usually write about groups of friends, but right now I'm running out of ideas, so I had the idea of starting a thread about types of friends/ (weird) stuff your friends did.

So feel free to post any stories about friends, what you like in friends, and friend types here :)

I threw a frog in my cousin's (we're friends) face once.

It was dead. (I'll elaborate eventually, but I just want to mystify all of you by giving you very little info for the time being.)

You know what? I think I'm going to just make a bullet point list because there's a lot. I'd be happy to elaborate on any of these if anyone wants.

• One time a friend of mine tried to send an email to another friend that just said "yo sexy mama" but she sent it to our teacher instead. If you think we ever let her live it down, you are very wrong.
• Me and my best friend always like to name random things? She has a derpy swan pool floaty that we named "Randy R. Randy," for instance.
• Back when we were in high school, sometimes when we had boring classes together we would play pass the story. They always focussed on the same set of characters, but we were constantly adding new ones in.
• This year we unintentionally made each other near identical valentines day cards
• We have an ongoing bad movie marathon.
• We used to watch Supernatural at her house all the time because she had all the seasons on DVD (this was before it was on Netflix) but this one time we couldn't get together so she set up her ipad on a chair in her basement and put it in front of the tv and we facetimed each other and we just watched it like that.

A friend of mine once signed me up to the email list of a political candidate we don't like. In retaliation, her Christmas gift was his campaign sticker (off Redbubble, of course, because I couldn't bring myself to add to his campaign).

For me and my friend, we differ a lot. We kinda have a good-cop-bad-cop dynamic going on. She's not too forgiving and semi-violent at times, and I'm the kind one who tries to please people. Though admittedly, she's not completely wicked and I'm not a total saint. As mean as it may be, we sometimes enjoy just sitting around and roasting some unsuspecting victims for fun. We're kinda like yin and yang. She's the black, showing that there's good in the bad, and I'm the white, representing that there's bad in the good. And we kinda just work together as a whole. We value each other deeply.

I have some stories, but I'll come back and tell those a little later.

Oh, boy. Here we go:

• we once buried a tooth under our beloved "friendship tree"
• everybody in my friend group bought one friend nutella for her birthday. she had at around 10 big jars of it.
• we'd all put our hair in buns and call ourselves the "bun buddies" (keep in mind we were probably in like 6th grade)
• we always did secret santa, its not weird or anything but its a fun tradition
• sometimes we'd have to make up skits or something for school. one involved my friend screaming murder while she was my cow
• tons and tons of inside jokes that nobody else would get
• me and my friends paid somebody to eat a worm. that was fun.

I have many, many stories :)

I have two categories: my cousin friends and my friends from the youth group I used to be a part of. _{Cousins count as friends, fight me}

Cousins:
-Cousin 1: One of only two boys in his family. I have never heard him raise his voice. Often says he "feels like running" or "really wants to climb that tree" like he's asking for permission. I always give it to him.
-Cousin 2: The oldest. Has tried to set things on fire or pretended to be a pyromaniac more times than I can count, and she's the responsible one. Regularly battles her siblings for the right to remain alpha and always wins.
-Cousin 3: Used to be Cousin 2's attack dog when she was younger. Is obsessed with true crime stories and probably knows exactly how to commit murder, but refrains because she has better things to do.
-Cousin 4: The youngest, and an absolute queen. Can and will roast anyone within hearing range without batting an eye. Has amazing artistic talent and loves to bake. Is probably going to make it big someday.

All of them constantly speak with British, Irish, or Scottish accents because they listen to European audio books non-stop.
We once spent an hour and a half ranting about horrible YA books we've read, and had a blast doing it.
When we were little, our favorite game was "witch's pot", where basically we all ran in circles on our trampoline and pretended we were getting stirred around in a witch's cauldron. That's it, that's the whole game.
After that got boring (years later), our new fave was "Blood War", in which we all pretended to be cats murdering each other, again on the trampoline. It was every man for himself, a slit throat was an instant kill and Cousin 3 always seemed to have really sharp fingernails back then. Good times.

On to the youth group kids:

• The one time I went on a retreat with the group,
  -Three of the girls wrestled a guy to the ground and forced him to eat a pickle slice
  -One of the guys got "adopted" by three little kids who thought he was Justin Beiber's brother
  -Another guy and Cousin 2 (who also attended) joined forces in an attempt to create the Ultimate Campfire
  -We paraded each other around in a cardboard coffin in the middle of the night with soulful music playing (long story)

Aside from that trip….
-We've carpooled for various reasons and every time one of the other kids is driving I understand what it's like to feel the soft sigh of death on the back of my neck
-One of the girls actually crushed her stress ball during a meeting, what a legend
-Anytime we go somewhere as a group it feels like an invasion because there's so many of us–we've raided ice cream stands, convenience stores, college campuses, playgrounds, hospitals, apartment buildings, a couple theme parks, Walmart, a completely random field outside city limits, the list goes on.
-I once had to explain to three of them in great detail why frozen pizza is not a healthy, balanced meal.

That's all I can think of rn lol

-when i was in eighth grade, we went on a sleepover field trip where we visited a NASA facility. the morning of the trip, my friend elliot got sick before the bus even left the school parking lot and had to go home. that evening, at the NASA gift shop, we bought a little astronaut pen to give to elliot when we got back home. we also named him "ghost elliot," and spoke to him for the rest of the trip as though he was the real elliot.

-avengers: infinity war came out opening night of the spring play my senior year of high school. my friends and i aren't particularly invested in marvel, but like, yolo, so we decided we wanted to see it that night. so instead of just waiting and getting tickets the next weekend like normal people, we booked it 20 minutes across town to the theater to get tickets for the midnight screening on time. the movie finished at like 2 or 3 in the morning, and i got home at 4. my parents were not pleased about this, and neither was our director, who was baffled as to why we all looked hungover at the matinee the next day, but was it worth it? …i don't remember, actually. i fell asleep on my friend bailey's shoulder for like half the movie.

-on independence day a few years ago, my high school friends and i bought suspicious fireworks from a tent in front of the strip mall and set them off on the railroad tracks.

-i'm the head writer of my university's sketch/late night comedy show, and my staff is my primary group of pals, so as you can imagine, that's always a time. last year, before i was head writer, we didn't have great retention (and i don't really know why), so my partner, my best friend, and i are really the only people from our group of newbies who are still there (and my best friend only showed up like half the time). this year, though, we had 5 new writers who not only came to every meeting engaged and excited, but also come to every single party we throw, despite the fact that they don't even drink and most of those parties are, well, substance-heavy. they're just content to be there and have fun and watch us act stupid :') and they know none of us would ever pressure them into doing something they don't want to do. that's just something i find sweet about my little comedy family.

-something else sweet but a little goofier about my little comedy family is that one time in september, we were at one of our parties all feeling very sappy about each other, so four of us went to cvs (at like 2am i think) and stood in the nail polish aisle, comparing each other to specific nail polishes and explaining why. for instance, i told my friend andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) that he was like this shimmery gold color, because no matter how many coats of it you put on, whether it was opaque or sheer, whether it was at its weakest or at its strongest, it would always be shimmery and golden and beautiful. i said all of this while weeping. again, it was 2am.

-early this winter, i was struggling with my mental health while trying to adjust to a new psych medication that was giving me pretty bad side effects, and my friend anna secretly got the whole comedy squad to help her make a google slideshow about all the things they love about me. i literally had no words :') a lot of me crying in these stories wow :')
-my friend luke, another head writer, does a very convincing duck impression. he will do this duck impression at random times, about once or twice every meeting, at which point we'll all go "wait a minute, is that duck back?!" and look around frantically. it is silly.

hmm this just became me ranting about how much i love my friends. hope it helps anyway!