Because I'm pretty sure he's my True. As in love. As in my dream man. As in he shows up in my dreams, years apart, and at different ages. And I never know his name! Does this make me officially a crazy person? Sharing it surely does.
Godspeed, you good looking black irish man with freckles, fair eyes, and an extensive knowledge of fish.
Maybe then I could finally ask you... Who wins, the dolphin or the unicorn?
(I found this image on deviant art. I don't know who to credit it to, other than a genius, obviously. edit: ~basehead.)