Everyone was always rooting for you, the underdog kid with an abusive mother and a sinister older brother. You fought for the girl you wanted, and let her trample you with her whims. You were kind to everyone, and perhaps a bit of a pushover. You were the modern man that many girls wished they could have had. Ready to cry, not afraid to be emotional, you were an inspiration to men everywhere who were “just ashamed to feel”. While your legacy might have been short lived, and your hairstyles ever changing, you have left a mark, a tiny spot, on the landscape that is our history. Bravo.