My best friend was a dick.
I'm not just saying that becuase I'm mad at him or anything (sure I did get pissed at him quite often, but that isn't the case right now). My best friend Eric Cartman was truly a mind controlling ass hole. And sometimes I asked myself why I was still hanging out with him. Maybe it was becuase we had been togheter for so long that… well, my life wouldn't be the same without him. Cartman was like a big baby most of the time, a whining 4 year old.
I still couldn't hate him though. Even though he gave me mean nicknames and made fun of me for being poor and so on. I didn't know why I couldn't, I just couldn't.
He was fun to be around (most of the time at least).
It was nice to go over to his house, play videogames, and just hang around. His mom was sweet too, she always welcomed me and brough snacks to us.
Cartman was also diffrent when I was with him alone. When Stan and Kyle (or as Cartman says 'the jew') was with us as well, Cartman and Kyle usaly just fought. So at those times my chubby friend never seemed to be in a good mood. When it was just us two togheter he acted diffrent. Yeah, okay, he was still rude and short tempered. But not as rude and short tempered as he was while Stan and Kyle was around. He was calmer and… nicer when it was only us, I guess.
I liked that, I liked that he acted that way when it was only us. It felt like some kind of 'secret' that only I got to see. It made me feel special, and believe me, Kenny McCormick don't often get the chance to feel that way.
My best friend was really a dick, but I still liked him.