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God damn, there is something about getting into an argument with your best friend that just brings out the worst in us.

At least with me.

I have, as of yet, never been able to figure out why these arguments are so violent.

Perhaps it's because we agree on everything else and this little diversion from the norm is seen as a betrayal on the other's part.

Maybe it's because we have all this shit building up, resentment or annoyance or what have you, and when we finally have this excuse, it just comes pouring out.

Or maybe there's a door number three and I'm just not smart enough to get it.

Ah well, but that's the beauty of the "guy make-up/apology."

Behold:
"Hey."

"Hey."

"Last night?"

Yeah. Whoa, right?"

"Definitely whoa."

"You were pretty shitty."

"So were you."

"Yeah."

"You want like, a beer, or something?"

Wonderous, right?

Like Aurora Borealis.

Matt