Told you I’d write about this again today. And by “write” about it, I mean post photos of him in that backward cap and ill fitted stripped polo that he got at the gas station.

God, this is how love feels and heaven looks, right?

He’s like the nice frat guy who would gallantly dip his hand in the trash bin that’s housing the gallons of Jungle Juice. You can get drunk without getting sticky from dipping your hand in that mess because  he’s a gentleman.

-Rocco