Friends | Page 16 | Points in Case

Tag: Friends

I've informed the top girls in junior high and below that you can speak for me in all but the most sensitive matters. Welcome to the big show, ladies

At first, I was frightened of you, unsure of your intentions, and your driving style did nothing to calm me.

I have lived my entire adult life as if I were born in 1813 England as a gentlemanly Port Warden. And yet my uncle is the one called “old-fashioned.”

Practice Compassion: Driving to the show, it’s easy to ruminate on every mistake that led to watching improv on Sunday at 3 PM. Forgive yourself.

I feel like you're not fully inhabiting the space here. / This does absolutely nothing for me. / Wait, it's not over yet?

I noticed that you already posted those vacation photos online, but the evidence of just how wealthy your family is magneted to my fridge is a treat!

We’ve got a bunch of food, drinks, and activities lined up that will shed an honest light on a lot of stuff you actually probably suspected already.

Spending the night with your wife is now HAVING A SLEEPOVER WITH YOUR BESTIE. Dinner dates are now EATING WINGS WHILE YOU GOSSIP ABOUT NON-BESTIES.

The mayor scene is great in New York. The best in the world. There are tons of small elections that are friendly to newcomers.

Better safe than to have to say sorry. / A perceived slight is worth a thousand words. / You can't teach an old dog new tricks with that attitude.

No one cared about me. The main story suddenly became Hannibal's unique style of investigation and vague allusions to a troubled past.

Our relationship---scratch that---friendship started when her sorority hired a petting zoo for a charity fundraiser.