Interestingly enough, when Gary first moved to Sheldon in the third grade or so, he looked very small and frightened as he sat at his desk and was surrounded by a crowd of youth waiting to glimpse a peek of this tiny green curiousity. Jake, my best friend at the time, wanted to go over and take a look at him and asked me to join him. Not caring one way or the other who Gary was, I declined. "C'mon, Matthew, he might be your new best friend," Jake said to me. I don't actually remember if I ever went over and talked to Gary, but as you know, the rest is history! During my senior year of high school, Gary and I would take my mom's car out almost every night and explore the various back roads out in the country. We found a lot cool places. If we were gay, we would have most likely made out with each other at them. |
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