Ugly Duckling

Nora told Jesse how big of a bitch she's been lately.

Jesse told Nora that she didn't want to be friends with someone who associated with a psycho.

That was the last straw for good ole Nora.

She gave Jesse the bird,

grabbed me by my scarred arm,

and took me back to our usual lunch spot.

I thanked her for finally standing up to Jesse.

She said "no problem"...

Then called me her best friend.

I've never heard a thing better.