Originally Posted By: Murph
Where I grew up, if you weren't being made fun of by your friends, it meant that you better look out because you must have pissed them off.

It was kind of the ultimate, passive aggressive society. We were only polite to strangers, elders and people we didn't like. As long as you were still getting hit with sarcastic zingers, you knew you were good with your friends.



Bears, beets, Battlestar Galactica.