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11 Types of Friends You Absolutely Must Have

Some of us have a few close friends, while others seem to have dozens but may or may not be tight with everyone. As I thought about it more, I realized that we all need a core group of important people in our lives.

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11 Types of Friends You Absolutely Must Have


  • A friend you can call at 3 AM who tells you "it's okay, I was up anyhow" even if they weren't.
  • A friend that is a much better cook than you
  • A friend that can diagnose the weird sound your car is making and tell you whether or not you actually need a mechanic.
  • A friend that can do the same with your computer.
  • A friend that owns a circular saw, an electric screwdriver, a nail gun, a hot glue gun, an extension cord, hedge clippers and leaves their garage unlocked.
  • A friend who doesn't judge you when you tell them about your strange sex dream
  • A friend who likes black jelly beans and the pretzels in Chex mix.
  • A friend who doesn't mind when you take a swig from their Gatorade/beer/Coke.
  • A friend who knows how to fix it so you don't have to jiggle the handle every time you flush the toilet.
  • A friend that has seen you cry.
  • A friend that won't testify against you in court, no matter what.


This doesn't mean you need eleven people. This could be one person, and if it is, marry them right now. I did.

If you have any of these qualities, your friendship will be highly sought after.

If you have a friend that has none of these qualities, you might as well just get rid of them now; it'll save you time in the future.

If you're missing any of these friends, start looking because you need more people in your life.

By the way… I stay up late, can fix the computer, and I totally want to hear about your strange sex dreams, they make me feel more normal. Reach out if you need someone like me.










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