My friend Heather just sent me this video and I think it’s absolutely hysterical. I don’t know where I’D be without my sassy gay friend. He’s there when I need to hang a shelf, have a cosmo (at Outback), vent about evil work stories, eviler dating stories, and when I need an evolved second opinion on my new glamsses (glasses).

Tell me how your sassy gay friend is necessary in the comments.