By Alexa Day
The squeaky clean good guy has never really done anything for me, much to my mother’s chagrin. Don’t get me wrong; they’re great guys who deserve every happiness. I just think they’re a little predictable, and I’m easily bored. As I toyed with this week’s theme, trying to decide if I wanted to write about cops or robbers, I found myself leaning toward the bad boys again.
Not the robbers. In their own way, they’re just as predictable as the squeaky clean good guys.
I’m talking about...
Published on September 29, 2013 01:00