My Big Black Friends

My big black friends are dirty as hell and that's how I like em.  They have saved my life more than once and have helped me out of some tricky situations.  I've relied on them to right a couple wrongs as well - they always get the job done.

Sometimes my big black friends smell REAL bad.  Like shit even.  But I still take them everywhere with me.  They are protection in a lot of ways.  My ol lady even wanted me to replace them once but there is no way in hell.  Man, it took a long time to get my big black friends to be just the way I wanted them.

Loyal?  Hell, they've been known to carry my knife or whatever else I don't want clunking around in my pockets.  They are down to ride with me every time I call.  Wherever and whenever.  Others have come and gone but these old friends have stood the test of time. 

I've had some funny looks walking into family gatherings with my big black friends.  If they only knew our history everyone would understand but some things are better left unsaid.  Quite frankly others don't want to know the full history of all the shit we've been through together.  Oh the things they have seen.  I bet you have some too.  And even though they are not very fancy,  they are always there when I need em.  Raise a toast to our big black friends.  Long live their loyalty, protection and spirit of adventure.