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Originally Posted by Hawktel
I've got a friend I've knowing for 35+ years (and I'm only 40). I have broken bread with him, drank his beer, watched his guns, lent him money with no expectation of return. I have driven considerable distance out of my way to help him (10 hours+) I have driven him to the hospital when he was bleeding and extracted a fish-hook from his ear with needle nose pliers. I have been a pall bearer at his brothers funeral, and his father, when he couldn't as he had a broken leg from the wreck that took his father.
I have been listed as his beneficiary, I have been a god father to his children. I dated his wife before she lowered her standards and accepted his proposal, and I have let him buy me lunch when I was down and out on money, knowing he didn't have the money to buy me lunch either.
I have not ever hugged him, nor will I ever.
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I get it, you're not a hugger. You don't hug your friends. Is this supposed to be some sort of judgement on the more affectionate people of the world?
