The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four Americans is suffering from some form of mental illness. Think of your three best friends. If they're okay, then it's you.
There are three faithful friends - an old wife, an old dog, and ready money.
My three best friends get me through everything: I need cute jeans, my kids are driving me crazy, I'm throwing a party, whatever. They keep me dialed in.
So the quesiton is," Bex said slowly,"How far are you willing to go?" I looked at my three best friends in the world. "How far is there?
Rule number three: Best friends always think you deserve the best guy even if the best guy barely knows you exist.
It's the living, the eating, the sleeping that everyone needs. Ideas don't matter so much after all. My three best friends are Catholic. I can't see their beliefs, but I can see the things they love to do on earth. When you come right down to it, I do believe in the freedom of the individual.
In our town, the most popular way out was joining the service. So my three best friends joined the Navy to get out. I didn't.
I have three best friends in this world. What's surprising is that they also happen to be your (audience) three best friends. They are Bachpan (childhood), Jawani (Youth) and Budhapa (old age).