Simple, why is your best friend your best friend? What are the key points of your friendship?
I'd have to say with my best friend, it's mainly because we grew up together. We've known each other since we were babies. We have had a lot of fallings out, but the fact that we're kind of cemented together via a history always pushes us back together.
We've ended up being quite similar, we've developed a very similar, if odd sense of humor. (e.g. we once simultaneously "shazammed" someone) We like all the same things (star wars, doctor who, etc.) we're both frequent gamers. We do tend to like different elements and characters, though. For example, this is useful when playing the Left 4 Dead games together, I like Bill and Nick, he likes Louis and Ellis. We both hate chavs and a lot of modern music. We both put the most stock in the single player and story of a game rather than the multiplayer. As such, we both like Half Life and Portal quite a lot.
We do fuck around quite a lot, though. For instance, on a drunken camping trip with several others, I attacked him and threatened him by putting an improvised wooden shiv to his throat. (all in good fun, of course)
I'd have to say with my best friend, it's mainly because we grew up together. We've known each other since we were babies. We have had a lot of fallings out, but the fact that we're kind of cemented together via a history always pushes us back together.
We've ended up being quite similar, we've developed a very similar, if odd sense of humor. (e.g. we once simultaneously "shazammed" someone) We like all the same things (star wars, doctor who, etc.) we're both frequent gamers. We do tend to like different elements and characters, though. For example, this is useful when playing the Left 4 Dead games together, I like Bill and Nick, he likes Louis and Ellis. We both hate chavs and a lot of modern music. We both put the most stock in the single player and story of a game rather than the multiplayer. As such, we both like Half Life and Portal quite a lot.
We do fuck around quite a lot, though. For instance, on a drunken camping trip with several others, I attacked him and threatened him by putting an improvised wooden shiv to his throat. (all in good fun, of course)