I had a friend called Bill... he was cool, we were cool - we got on so well, we laughed, we enjoyed each other's company... we went to operas, we went for meals, and shows and we LOVED to drink Guinness. Twas cool... and I miss him in a way... but we fell out... over a car.. my car.. or cars... lol cars is serious stuff :P
No. We used to be friends. Actually we were more than friends at one time. But, I never really liked the guy much. Every day he would announce the same thing: "Hello. I'm Bill and I'm an alcoholic." Then he would tell the same story about his life and complain about his problem and the daily challenges he faced. Blah, blah, blah, blah. To top it all off, he was lousy in bed. So, I ended the friendship. Best decision I ever made.