Ah, my friends

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I only have four very close friends but they would lay down in the street for me, as I would for them. BUT there is no favor that will be done without a rasher of shit being served as well. For example, I am putting together an application for licensure in the state I just moved to, and have to provide four “certificates of good moral character” from four people who know me well. So I asked the gang of four, who have known me since the earth cooled. Here is the response:

“Dear Good Moral Character Committee: We have known Jodi for years, and can state with 100% certainty that she is among the finest human beings we know. We met shortly after her release from the state hospital in 1987 when we began working together on the corner of Broadway and Main. We knew right away that she was a good person because she was willing to split the cost of the hotel room where we took our clients. One day, she saved [one’s] life by putting a bullet between the eyes of her pimp who was trying to increase his share of her hard earned cash. We were so grateful that we didn’t even mind helping her feed the body into a woodchipper. You don’t find friends like her everyday.”

Gotta love 'em. :slight_smile:

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That is pretty damned funny!

Reminds me of a story a friend of mine tells about his dissertation advisor, although this is more of a zinger than the elegant narrative your friends produced.

My friend was in a graduate class taught by his advisor, whom he had asked for a letter of recommendation for his first teaching position. The professor told the class he was going to work on the letter for my friend, stepped out of the classroom, and returned a minute later to ask the class, “Is ‘asshole’ one word or two?”