A friend worth having is one that understands the F-U-N behind a good dare. It’s not for the money offered, the glory or even the honor. It’s for the fun of doing it. In the Houston airport they have these echo-y chambers where your words carry like you’re speaking into a microphone. I dared Wonder Boy to go into one and say, “Bush sucks.” Of course he did it and it was awesome.
Sometimes, when you’re feeling whimsical, you can dare yourself to do something. Sounds lame, I know. It works like this: You look at your friend and say, “Dare me to do this?” They will almost always say yes.
And that is how I became a proud eater of Friskies Indoor Cat Treats. Mmmmm. Taste like real chicken!
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