Old Friends and Old Shoes

A buddy from high school just told me how easy it was to be my friend. Sorta like an old pair of shoes, he said.

What? Like something you throw on at the last minute and hope no one sees you in? Something even the dog won't fetch? Something Goodwill won't take? Something you try handing to a panhandler and he gives it back, along with his change AND a free windshield wash?

Sheesh.