What are friends for? >.<
 

Being someone’s friend can be a big responsibility sometimes. On occassion, a friend will ask for help doing something you would rather not do, but you agree because that’s “what friends are for”.
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Okay, forget all that mushy stuff, and tell the CRAZIEST thing you’ve ever had to do for a friend.

Mine quite possibly is the buying of a butt plug for Kuba (CheeseOfGlory) in order to play many practical jokes on his/our friends. I had to go through a friend’s friend’s friend. My friend Chelsea, who always works had no time to meet me, so I had to have Luke drive me to her work one day. She forgot it, which led to a horrible encounter with her mother.

Chelsea gave me the key to her house, saying her mother wasn’t home and instructed me to get it from her suitcase. Unfortunately, her mother was home, so told her I had come to borrow a book like Chelsea told me to say this just in case. Her mother freakin’ followed me into Chelsea’s bedroom, and as she did, asked me the book’s title. I was so nervous I went blank, and started trying to make up reasons of why I couldn’t remember.

I walked up to her bookshelf and kept babbling about the book as if I were trying to recall a name. Requiem for a Dream came to mind eventually came to mind. Her mother claimed Chelsea had it at the beach, so it wouldn’t be on the shelf. Then she suspiciously asked if we should call Chelsea. I replied no. She glanced at me and said “Let’s call,” in a firm and doubtful voice.

Worst part: Chelsea thought I had forgotten where the butt plug was so I had asked her mother to call and find out where the “book” was. She told her mother to tell me that it was in the suitcase. I immediately froze, turned blood red, and started shaking as her mother dug through it.

Somehow, her mother didn’t see it or at least she pretended not to. We ended up getting it the next day, but ran out of time to play jokes on anyone.

This thread brought to you by my mom's zoloft.

I dislike having friends they seem to get in the way all the time and waste a crap load of my time for no reason. There are also very few people around here who like the same things I do so making friends with someone who likes the same thing as me is hard. Would you belive that I'm the only one in my town who even knows what Oddworld is! It's also hard to make friends around here because everyone my age are stuck up ###### who sleep with ten other people! (And I'm not kidding about that!)

Friends you win some you lose some.

Honestly, i only make friends with people that gives me some personal gain, and i'll doubt i'll contact some of my friends after i graduate.

'i only make friends with people that gives me some personal gain'

That's exactly what i do. It's the sort of 'If you aren't advantageous to me in some way, shape or form, then please never speak to me again'. Of course, i love to walk around my local clubs and every couple of steps see somebody i know, so i end up talking to practically everybody.

I don't particularly do anything for my friends. I don't really like any of my friends, really. I do shtuffs with them, like we once walked into a Police station singing 'Amarillo', dancing around the reception before exiting. I'm going to have to check the depths of my Deadjournal on this one.

Yes. Indeed.

I once knew a girl named Chelsea. She lived right across the street from me. We did lots of things together, movies, hanging out. But she was so trashy that it wasn't made to last. Her mom's boy friend kicked she and her mother out of the house. Chelsea had to stay at my house for awhile. Chelsea alos was friends with an even more trashy girl named Jen. A girl who when someone passed by her, they would mutter, "that bitch is nasty." Chelsea thought I was being rude to her in MY house. She had no respect for my property and was constantly whining and complaining. Rumours came afterwards, saying I was screwing her all the time in my house. We had good times but I guess that she was meant for disaster.

My devotion.

I'm one of those hopeless people who does things for everyone without wanting anything in return. I am enthralled with the idea of diving into poverty and suffering if it means the chance to make enough people happy (That was an exaggeration, but :P). I love making people happy, and satisfying others, no matter what the costs. It screws me up in the end, but I'm also very careful about anyone who tries to use me. You have to win my friendship first. nn

I don't think like that, because what if the person isn't worth that kind of treatment?

I'd do anything for my close friends. If they ever need me, they just call and I come to them. They'd do the same for me so it's a two way thing.

I flooded the bathrooms, stopped the shower drains, and released carp and catfish that my friends had caught in said flooded bathroom. I had the 2 carp and 2 channel cats in multiple buckets in my room during study hall and they started splashing right when the tutor was walking by. I almost shat myself. Besides that, the standard fair pranks and holding of contraband like gambling paraphernalia and "Van Helsing", a.k.a. porn.

I have absolutely no idea what friends are for. Well, I do, I suppose. They're just there, their purpose is to stimulate you in some positive way.

I have one close friend that I'd likely do anything for, but I'm not sure about the others who aren't as close.

You should try putting up with a guy who's decided he's from MIT. Seriously it goes beyond pranks and jokes, and enters the land of senseless vandalism, and a barrage of stupidness. You know what the funniest thing is? There's only one person in the world who gets the joke and that's him. He's there laughing it off and everyone else just wants to jump the bastard.

Originally it started with watching a program about the pranks of MIT, and we were both saying stuff along the lines of "wouldn't that be cool to just do stuff like that all the time" and he said "YEAH! WOW! WE SO COULD!". I just ignored it and went on with it but then later I ran into his stupid pranks... he glued the college tutor's chair to the floor and he had to move the desk away just so that he could sit on it. To get the chair out of the room they had to ruin an antique wood tiled floor and the £150 leather chair was seen later that week in a big skip. Then he decided to glue porno onto all the inside pages of one of the sex education books. He thinks he's funny but he just causes damage and loss. Nobody laughs because everyone thinks he's immature.

But he still continues.

Yeah, I'm almost identical to you when it comes to friends-especially the part where you're very careful about people who try to use you. I'm very picky and careful when choosing friends because some of them have tried to use me before, but I didn't let them. I'm not talking to them anymore, so yeah. :D But people also have to win me over as well...it takes a lot for me to trust someone-it's like they have to prove themselves to me before I can actually call them my 'true' friends. ;)

He sounds like a real ass. You should get someone to beat his ass. Or plant drugs in his stuff. Or put a head of one of his pets in his bed. Or butcher his parents and put in his breakfast. Ahhhh that was good :devil:. I hate it when people pull stuff like that. They think it's SO funny when the effects of their little joke are disastrous! :nonono:

You bunch of saps and moaners ignored this part, excluding Statikk and Jacob, who couldn't think of something that answers this exactly, but at least he tried! :|

Well that bit I gave was a little crazy, hmmm?

No. It was completely off-topic and meaningless. Shush.

The weirdest thing I had to do for a friend was cook. I was livid.

Oh, i've had to take Kadie to hospital before when she was spiked. Likewise, this past Saturday she had to take me home after i drank too much.

Not exactly crazy, but, erm, oh, myself and Kadie did once walk into the reception of a Police station and dance around singing the number one song at the time.

The craziest thing I've done for a friend is ask a teacher for his cellphone number. She sent him things (I never got to know what, exactly) and he gave me weird looks until he quit. That's about it.
Of course, all the fun and crazy things happen to people with real friends.