My Best Friend Daniel

Daniel Woods is a terrible person. Probably the worst. I’m not exaggerating. He’ll admit it.
I can get away with saying that. You can’t. It’s the same concept as being able to make fun of my home state because I live here and love it, but as soon as an outsider does the same, I’m throwing punches.
I can say it, because Daniel knows that I WILL throw those punches for his sake. He knows I’ve got his back at all times. He also knows that I think he’s the worst.
I had already planned a post about how awful Daniel Woods is. Then he told me that because his birthday is in August, he felt he deserved a post about him. This is the type of person he is.
So allow me to tell you about my best friend: the douche bag Daniel Woods. Continue reading “My Best Friend Daniel”



