~ A picture of the person with whom you do the most *#@*-up things ~
At my age, this one's a little tough.
I don't really do *#@*-up things anymore; I can't stay up that late. And even if I can, I can't get up in the morning so I try to avoid such activities.
But I guess if I'm going to get a little crazy, like dancing until the cleaning crew comes on at the Nine Fine Irishmen in Vegas, or singing Bohemian Rhapsody at the top of our lungs at a Christmas party, or drinking like fish at the BLT on a Friday night, I'd have to say that Todd is my best *#@* -up buddy.
I know, it's not like we've ever woken up in jail together or bungee jumped off the Space Needle.
But I'm pretty sure that, back in the day, we totally would've.