If your best friend went on a pulse-pounding, senses-shattering, clandestine, mission adventure, wouldn’t you feel insulted if you were left out?
Or if you had a huge secret like Hank does, would you tell your best friend about it or would you keep it to yourself? C’mon, I wanna hear from you. What would you do?





How many years do we get for reading about it? o.0
Well, if you read often enough, you'll get time off for good behavior.
My various best friends are scattered around the world, and I'm pretty sure none of them would jump on the nearest jet plane and fly back to help. Well they might come for the reading of my will. If I had one.
Shucks, I'LL be there for that.
You're not in it.
Damn! Foiled again.
Depends on how much I can get for turning my friend Hank into the cops.
See, you're one of the ones Hank needs to watch out for.
I am usually the one going on the pulse-pounding, senses-shattering, clandestine, mission adventure. I tell everyone because people think I am crazy and there would be no friggin way they would have come even if I asked them! Which is kinda handy really!
Do they believe you actually went on these adventures or do they think you're exaggerating?
With friends like that….
…who needs enemas?
I remember those days fondly.
Or is it fondling? I dunno. o.0
I get enough intolerable risk working at the Gimcrack 5 days a week
Sounds like a full-time job, Myra!
With friends like hank….
…who needs enemas indeed.
Hank just has a way of talking himself out of anything. What a guy.
Yeah, Hank's quite a silver-tongued devil. Wait til you see what he's got up his sleeve next.
My missions aren't quite that exciting (ex. laundry day, check the mail, etc) … don't think that my friends usually feel too left out!
You need to get out more, man.
I'll let you hang out with Hank for the weekend.
Is this one of those things where it's the thought that counts?
Friends just hate missing out on the fun times.
I'd probably keep it to myself, also. Who really needs co-defendants?
What could be better than having a friend in the holding cell with you saying, "Man, we effed up". That's true friendship right there.
He's gotta come thru somehow.
You just like to share the blame.
There's no need of being the only the cops interrogate.