Straight Talk with Buddy

Love is the truth of old friends.
Let me set this up. We are officially in week 2 of the Hungarian Flu. I decided to combat it last night by buying some Mucinex. I only and always drink water, but as I was checking out, I saw a Dr. Pepper. DOCTOR. Yep. Sounded like that might help. It said it was the cure for the common cola. Well, the jury is back. Mucinex, Dr. Pepper and attempting to run a 3-K will NOT cure the Hungarian Flu. Shocking, I know. Anyway, that led to a hilarious conversation with an old friend. While lounging by the river, I gave a call to my best pal, Buddy. Various portions of the conversation went as follows.
Buddy: "What are YOU doing?"
Me: "Laying by the river. Some creepster keeps walking by. You know the first thing that went through my head? Yeah... I can take him."
Buddy: "That sounds about right. Still got the Hungarian flu?"
Me: "Yep."
Buddy: "Have you been to a doctor? You need to get a shot."
Me: "Gosh no. I don't like needles. I did go on a lunch date with Zeb. He felt so sorry for me and said I sounded pitiful. So sweet."
Buddy: "Yeah... I would've told you you're an idiot. Go to the doctor."
Me: "And that's why I went to lunch with Zeb instead of YOU."

Hilarious. The conversation got funnier as it went on. There's nothing like your best friend to keep you humble. New boys bring you up - old friends make sure to knock you back down as only they can. He gets away with it because he knows me best. THAT is love. And that is my favorite conversation of the day. :0)