I feel like this sums up Steve and Sam’s relationship beautifully. Like, they live to give each other shit. It is their joie d’vive or however you spell it. They cannot let shit drop. Steve will be on-your-lefting Sam until they are both dead and buried. Sam will be harassing Steve about making bad choices, basically always, for just as long.
And this? This is something that must be kept secret because a friend like this you can trust with your deepest darkest wounds. This is a friend who will hunt down your lost, broken other half across the world with you. They will go to war with you. They will take a bullet for you and they know you will do the same for them.
But shit, man, when you trip over your own feet, and fall down the stairs? This is the friend who will film it, put it on Youtube, and email it to everyone you know. And for that you will love them forever.