The Queen Declares that Friends are Wonderful and Marvelous with a Side of Supreme and a Dash of Epic

Whoever said that laughter is the best medicine had it all wrong. Laughter is the best everything. Laughter is the best in the morning, at night, or even in the middle of the day when it's so hot you feel like your sweating giggles. Laughter is the best served freezing cold or piping hot, wrapped up in pillows and blankets, around a coffee table or in a kitchen with a can of nasty Pringles. Laughter is the best when you can no longer breathe, when you are rolling on the carpet leaking tears of joy, holding your sides and trying desperately not to pee. Laughter is the best when it has to be contained, and your whole body shakes quietly and your eyes are twinkling and then it finally erupts into a symphony of laughter, a sound more beautiful than Beethoven and Mozart could have ever dreamed. Laughter is the best when you are not entirely sure why you're laughing, yet you do it anyway, a lot. Laughter is the best when its ugly, and your snorting and hiccuping and you sound more like an animal from Old Macdonald's farm than a girl. Laughter is the best when you giggle silently at an inside joke, or when you finally understand the story from the night before involving the blonde and a scratch and sniff sticker at the bottom of a pool. But laughter is always the best when it is shared with friends. Wonderful, wonderful friends. 

Because friends are the jelly to my peanut butter, the cheese to my mac, the syrup to my snowcone. Friends spice up my life and add meaning to my day, make me feel wonderful and incredible and loved without holding me down or pushing me away. They raise me higher than Josh Groban, and they don't even try.

Because a world without friends would be like a world without color. Functional, livable, but more dull than the Russian translation of War and Peace. Every friend adds a different color, a different shade to my normal black and white. A spot of blue sky, a dash of green grass, a vividly pink shirt, a sunny yellow beam, a splash of red across the walls. Each color blends and mixes, stands out and fades away; bringing joy and love everywhere it goes. It's like Santa Claus, only with more estrogen.

So my dreams of living stranded on a tropical island can no longer be a reality. As much fun as it would be to sleep on a rock, or cook my crawdads over a fire, or even talk to a sand volleyball that kind of looks like a face; unless my friends could be there with me (and we should totally go you guys, It would be legit) it would be like meeting Justin Bieber at a grocery store and your phone dies before you can take a picture. Friends are air, friends are water, friends are food, friends are shelter, friends are necessary for my survival.

And I have some of the most amazing friends in the world. They know who they are, and they know why I'm laughing.