How Jason (My BFF) and I met...

It was beyond my better judgment to make the stop that brought us
together that fateful night. I was growing weary and my eyes where
beginning to feel heavy so I had to stop my vehicle at that remote rest
area. I fell in to a quick slumber only to be awaken abruptly by a man
in search of money in lieu of sexual favors. I was not interested and
kindly asked the man to leave. I noticed as he took a few steps back he
fell to his knees and began to cry. I cracked my window a little and
asked him if he needed any help. He began to scratch his face as if
being attacked by ants. He slowly responded that he was starving for he
had not ate solid food in more than 30 minutes, maybe 40. Feeling bad
for the man I offered him a ride to the nearest Wendy's. After he tied
the rope around my trailer hitch I began to drag him in to town. Once
he got there I stepped out of the vehicle and I noticed his knees where
bleeding through his ripped pants. I apologized relentlessly but he
assured me it was not the drag to town that caused it but a rumble with
some stray cats the he tussled with for food just minutes before we had
met. we shared a laugh and a romantic gaze at the well lit menu and a
cute red haired girl named wendy. There was a cashier named Ethan who
approached us and asked us what we would like to eat. Jason as I've
come to know him was so emotionally charged about the possibility of
getting food he announced that he would name his first born son after
him. Over our baconators we shared stories and more laughs. I promised
him from that moment on that I would pick him up from rehab every day
and drive him home to the shelter. This was over 3 years ago and we have grown closer since....

By the way, this was a joke and a rebuttal to his story of how we met (Which was a trend on facebook on valentines day).