The(ir) Friendship Makes Me Grin
Harry and Loyd...minus the dumb and dumber part (at least most of the time). They're like peas and carrots. Lamb and tuna fish? Spaghetti and meatballs. They're the two best friends that anyone could have.
Scott and Adam made me steak last night. Together. Because apparently, much like women needing female companionship to go to the restroom, men need each other's assistance to grill the perfect filets.
I'm ok with that.
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