As I’ve written about before, I pretty much never go for a bad boy. The closest to a bad boy I’ve dated in real life was a frat guy and trust me, they are mock bad boys if that. I was watching a little a lot of Veronica Mars again and Manly Man always points out what a dick he is in the beginning. I can’t argue with that, even Veronica Calls him an “obligatory psychotic jackass.” Hey, that’s a great story to tell the grandkids right?
Still, everytime I explain to Manly Man that Logan is just covering up for his hurt because he is so damaged. I mean, his father beat him and some other stuff that fall under the spoiler catagory. His mother is gone and his sister doesn’t seem to give a crap about him. All he really has is Veronica and he has to put up that wall so nobody else can hurt him. Can’t you see what a sweet boy he really is…on the inside?
Same goes for the likes of Tim Riggins and Jess Mariano. They may have been douches at times and fucked up a LOT but they loved their women fiercly. When they loved a woman they would do anything for her, even if it meant their own pain. Yes, these guys are going to piss you off and make you want to strangle them but at the end of the day they’ll be there. Also, they’ll look at you like no other man in the world.
Don’t get me wrong, I still adore my underdog and to be fair, often the bad boy is the underdog. I also love my sweet nerds like Noel Crane, Ross Gellar and Sid Jenkins but I have a new appreciation for that special bad boy who is a little rough around the edges but sweeter than anything on the inside. Although I’d never date a bad boy, way too much work.
The Bad Boy was posted on November 9, 2011 at 11:23 am in I'm Just Sayin and tagged as British, skins. It was last modified on December 21, 2011 at 4:17 pm. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response or trackback from your site.