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the never-ending job of putting up with your buddy jay, who's always asking for stuff; every group has one and they're all a pain in the ass, but you still let them borrow your last pair of pants.
jay: 'can i borrow your pants?' me: 'you have six pairs. why?'
jay: 'i need a ride home again.'
jay: 'can i use your phone? i promise i'll pay you back.'