I give you Cooter.
And Marshall (as in Mathers - not that Trevor has any idea who that is).
And Dear B: On top of a most important weekend as 5, I don't know where to begin about last night. Amazingly wonderfully awesome? Will that do for now? Thank you for losing it when we touch, for being completely disarmed around me. Thank you for knuckle bumping me during our discussion. Props to Neil and Jack and Brad for the music that backed up our plans and enabled kitchen dancing, and to the apple juice that came through in a pinch.
I love that you want things simple. I love that you want things outside. I mostly love that you want me.