I love that name. A country named Chad. Sounds like somebody who lived next door to the Brady Bunch. But if Chad actually lived next door to the Bradys, Greg would be roasting over a...

Poor Chad. Not the country, but the guy. Oh, and the country’s poor too. I feel so bad for Chad. I also feel so bad for Chad.

I don’t know,” she said. “I’m not sure you would like me in real life. I’m a lot different there, you know. I don’t even look the same.”” I don’t care if you look like...

…I think I might die if I don’t kiss you right now. A real-life kiss.