This is the thanks I get for having your back?! (See what I did there? Teehee)
I still loves ya man. Sure, you're of below-average intellect, sure, I pay for your food, alcohol and pain pills by funding your disability allowance (for which you have yet to thank me), sure, you enjoy downhill lawnmowing tricycles, but despite what everyone else says about you, you're eh perty good guy in my book.