To My Favorite 3rd Wheel,
Thank you. Thank you for showing me who’s boss. Thank you for reminding me that “If I hurt her, I die a slow and painful death.” Thank you for always taking her side against me, and for proving for the infinite time that I am, in fact, still wrong.
But also thank you for being there for her. Thank you for giving her a companion and a best friend to help her through the emotions that I can’t understand. Whether that be because some girl on the "Bachelor" can’t keep her mouth shut and needs to go home, or because it's just been one of those days where watching “chick flicks” and sharing popcorn while gossiping about all the latest news is simply and absolutely necessary.
Finally, thank you for helping me bring her out of her comfort zone. Thank you for showing her the joy and excitement that goes along with late night drive thru, surprise birthday events, and even burning popcorn for the 800th time.
You are one of a kind, and both she and I are very lucky to call you our friend.
Sincerely,
Your Best Friend’s Boyfriend
P.S. The popcorn bag tells you how long to cook for. Please don’t burn the school down.




















