Pal.

Unexpected developments: I made a friend! OHMYGOD! *Parade, streamers, confetti, floats, beer, drunks, fights, police*

So after I posted bail for throwing an illegal parade— you know, the type of illegal parade that’s illegal because you said: “Screw the permits! This is advancement in EVOLUTION!”—I typed out this column about my new friend.

None of that, except making the friend, really happened. I did type out this post, because I’m not a robot, or a zombie or rich enough to pay people to type this post out FOR me.

Let’s call her “Pal”

Pal enjoys the following:
Horses.
Pasta.
Art.
Vintage motorcycles.
Driving stick.
Just driving.
Pasta.
Not being intoxicated in any way, shape or form.
Saying “Intoxicated” in Pig-Latin.
Using the terms “Fool” and “Supafreek”
Cutting rubber bands out of dreadlocks.
Not having a pot-bellied—or any kind of—pig.
Pasta. Did I say “Pasta” already?

There’s a lot more, but I don’t want to over-run this post.
Pal (Who is actually named “Bonnie”) is very interesting. VERY very interesting. Which is the best type of interesting.

I’m happy that I made an interesting friend… on Facebook…