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A Tribute

They are some of the funniest people I know. They can make you laugh so hard that your gut is sore the next day. But they would rather cry with you than make you force a smile when you would rather frown.

Enormously talented, all of them, most will modestly try to convince you that they are a hobo off the street without any talent or potential in life. (Some may attempt to make this more convincing by riding around in shopping carts.)

They would rather talk about llamas than anything else, except when they want to talk about the destiny of the universe, the worth of a human soul, or how to save the world. 

They come in a rainbow of personalities, from the shy person nobody notices to the crazy, bouncing-off-the-walls person EVERYONE notices. They can be extremely touchy-feely or insist they have a heart of stone; they can be deep thinkers who regularly look beyond the apparent, or they can be fun, spontaneous people who would love nothing better than to whack you with a flyswatter. Some are a little of both.

Some like to scheme and make strategies for taking over the world. Some like to flirt; others would rather die. Some like to go adventuring in the great outdoors; others would rather adventure in a great...shopping mall.

Gentlemen, rascals, ladies, cowboys, city girls, dancers, drama kids, amateur writers, scholars, Batmen, self-confessed chocolate haters... the list goes on.

Sometimes I feel like Thorin. I look around at my band of friends and think, I would take any one of my crazy friends over an army of "regular" people. "Loyalty, courage, honor, a willing heart; I can ask no more than that." These are the people I want there for me as I face the world--and that I want to be there for as they do the same. They aren't perfect, it's true. But they are trying, just like me. That's one of the coolest things. It's that, no matter how many times they fall, no matter how many times they fail themselves or the people around them, they get back up. 

An expression of gratitude was long due. :) My friends, thank you for being who you are. I love you all! :D
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  1. KimberlyJune 28, 2013 at 12:57 PM

    CHOCOCHIP......You finally posted this! I LOVE this.... muchly. Soooo much. And I'm glad I have you, my furry little rodent, as one of my bestest friends ever. :D May Llamont always be with you and I'll see you in two weeks! *gasp*

    And noooo...I didn't read this like a hundred times with a grin on my face. ;)

    Simmy <3

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    1. CatherineJune 28, 2013 at 2:57 PM

      I did! It wasn't coming together right for a while there, but I think it eventually held together in some kind of cohesion. :3 And I'm glad you, my favorite Head Waffle Chef, are one of *my* bestest friends ever. :D
      YES!! YES YES YES! So excited! :D We's gonna party it up. :D

      No? ;)

      ~ChocoChip

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  2. Missy June 28, 2013 at 1:15 PM

    I love you Chip! This means a lot!

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