Memory #23

In elementary school, I begged my mom to buy me a framed poster of Luke Perry. From the grocery store of course. She gave in at some point and I remember bolting out of the store so fast in case someone were to see me carrying him. I was so in love with him that I couldn't even put him up on my wall, I had to put him up in my closet, where I would sneak peeks. Um, yea, I was a weirdo.

Just look at him.