Friendship true story

One day, my grandfather held my hand and said:"set and let me tell you a little story". That day I was hanging out with my friends and came by my grandfather's house- where I was born. Anyhow, He told me a story I will never forget.
Once upon a time there was a young man who used to daily hangout with his friends. His father said to him that MAN is known by his friends, so be careful my son. Son didn't think of that much and just continued to bring his friends home; eating, drinking, playing and smoking.
On day, the son came to his father trembling and so yellow: "oh father I think I killed someone and I don't know what to do". His father stared in his eyes and said:"get your so-called friends to help you with this". The son's face came red and he told his father that for sure they will help him. Unfortunately, he went to all of them and they all failed him claiming that its too dangerous saying" you are on your own, we must tell the police". However, the son went home with an empty hand. His father said" I knew it, the are not a real friends". " look son, go and bring me a sheep so we slaughter it and cut into pieces then we shall put it in a bag". The son did so. After that, the father told the son to go to a so called area where a friend of the father's lives there and the son shall tell him:" My father tells you that he is in trouble, please come with me". And so the the friend got home along with the son. When they got there, the father told his friend that he had killed someone and he needs his help in burying and covering the murder. At once, the friend said:" OK. where is the body? lets do it". The father smiled to his son. And so the went to a far place where they can bury the body ( the cut sheep). They buried it and went home. Ironically, the father told his son:" that what is meant by a FRIEND."
I guess no friends still behave like this with each other. Don't you agree ?