Sometimes when I am overcome in my love for the Rinkster, I kick myself for not dating him sooner, or at least for not hanging out with him sooner. The kid's a character, but back them I thought of him as the creepy kid from Chemistry.
I mean now I realize that a big part of it was me being a vain asshole.
So this is Kevin, right? Big hair, big cutie. Why didn't I hang out with this?
The answer: I'm an asshole. I judged someone because they look like a creep-o.
...But what a creep-o. That's a picture from the day I met him.
Haha.
Such a cute dweeb.