Old friends cannot be created out of hand. Nothing can match the treasure of common memories, of trials endured together, of quarrels and reconciliations and generous emotions. Antoine de Saint-Exupery
And for this I had no response. I had just introduced Amy to one of my oldest and dearest friends, a man known for his (hilarious) irreverence at times but not complete lunacy. So I just stared at him.
He clarified: “She’s great. Pull the trigger already.”
That kinda helped, but I was stuck on “pat the pony.”
“Pat the pony?” I ask.
“You know, you’re at a pony ride, and the pony comes by, and you like the pony and want to take the ride, so you pat the pony. So, pat the pony already. Marry her.”
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