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What's it like to have a good friend who is crazy?

I feel deeply powerless to have a friend who is road-crazy. Because every time you go out with her, you should not only pay attention to the vehicles, but also avoid getting separated from her. If we get separated, we can't find her. What's even more frightening is that you have walked this road with her many times. If I'm not around, she'll still go wrong and lose her way. This also makes me speechless. I once joked with her and said, "Will you let me go to the police station to take it home?" I said it casually at that time, but I didn't expect it to come true later.

Road idiot, I always feel that this word is quite appropriate to describe me, because for me, going wrong three times on the same road is not what a road idiot is, but it may be a mental problem, haha, maybe mentally retarded, but I don't talk about myself today. I have a very hard friend. She is so crazy that even I am speechless. Listen to me slowly!

I remember the last time she came to visit me in the city. I said I would pick her up, and she replied, I'm not a road idiot. Tell me where to take the bus and what I need to do, and I can find you myself. See, she can say that she is not a road idiot, and I was able to hold back her.

since she said so, I didn't pick her up at the train station, so I sent her the address. But I sent her several maps to my place back and forth, and I knew exactly where to take the bus. But my road-crazy friend still took the wrong route and took the wrong bus. This guy gave me the whole silence.

I feel that she's hopeless. I said I'd pick her up, but people didn't want to, saying I belittled her IQ. I wouldn't bother to bully her. It doesn't matter if I go wrong three times in the same road. After all, I habitually turn left, so I always go wrong. But she doesn't go out completely without her brain. It happened that she walked for more than two hours, and there was no one left.

I just don't understand why she always goes out, and she habitually feels that she is right. What others tell her seems to be harmful to her. I don't know what goes on in her mind every day. I don't go out all day without my brain. I'm too lazy to spray her now.