Though the title of this post is in third-person, I cannot tell a lie: That’s me and my fiance right up there, and we need your help. Ya see, about six weeks ago – the day we got engaged, in fact – we entered this little contest. We thought it

As a kid, I was picked on a lot. These things happen when you’re frail, freckle-faced and a tad effeminate. Pair that with “Little Ronnie Howard” red hair and an overbite big enough to make Mr. Ed envious and, well, you’re destined for years of torment and teasing. I was