About a year ago, I went to a long time best friend's wedding. We did a LOT of shit together. We were a debate power duo, we did our comp sci shit together, lunch, everything. When his wedding came, I cried because he really deserved someone this good. The moment that sealed it for me was I was outside smoking when I had the genius idea to ask the DJ to play Darude - Sandstorm. However, before I'm done smoking my cig (I smoke like a line cook, 3 minutes a cig) I see his new wife walk up to the DJ and ask him to play Sandstorm before I even had the chance. That was the moment I knew my boy was in great hands
