Aaron and I lived in the same dorm senior year in college. He took me out for margaritas when I got too freaked out about my thesis. He would always get in fights with large, intimidating men when we went out to bars. He got piss drunk at a Yankee game and fell into the next row of seats after heckling some team from Texas for the first four innings. He's full of piss and vinegar.
Is it just me, or does it look like he's making a move?
No! He's like my brother!
So when I first met Aaron I had a little crush on him. I see now that I was just compelled by his New Jersey exoticism.