I think my friend and I were possessed by the good ghost of Chad today.
Me: *squinting at the light* dude, I’m gonna fight the sun.
Friend: go for it, bro. You’ve totally got this.
Me: argh, but the sun’s too far, bro.
Friend: you know you’ve gotta shoot for the stars, bro.
Me: I just dunno if I’m strong enough, man. The sun’s a real tough guy.
Friend: You know you’re tougher. I believe in you broski!
Me: that means so much to me, broseph.
Friend: bro!
Me: bro.










