And these are my friends...

My friends are the kind of people who don't know where to use a electric beater.
They are the kind of people who roll in the grass even though there wasn't a hill.
They are the kind of people who pay with all the change in their car.
They are the kind of people who don't know how to count said change.
They are the kind of people who write circle poems with me using only four letter words.
They are the kind of people I shove cupcakes in the face of.
They are the kind of people who I plan to give blood with.
They are the kind of people who do and say whatever they want.
It was good to see you guys again. Lets not wait another month.