Okay but: if Ted has a secret identity and Booster doesnt, so whenever someone asks how they met they have to lie. Booster always makes up some grand rescue where he was dashing and brave and Ted fell for him on the spot. And Ted cant say shit. He cant refute his lie. So as revenge whenever he gets the chance he makes up some bullshit mundane story, all with Booster doing something embarrassing. They have a competition for who can get to the ‘how we met’ story first, bc the other one gets stuck with that story for as long as they know the other people. There are dozens of different stories about them floating around.
look at my arm right there. see that? i got that when i was eighteen years old, and i’ll tell you something i regret it ‘cause this tattoo don’t come off. i have a tattoo of a cows head because i loved that cheese then. so i get the cow, and i go in there, and i’m a little drunk and i said gimme that cow head from that cheese i love that cheese. now i have a cow, a cheese cow, on my arm brendon. don’t get a tattoo. that’s what i’m telling you. play soccer. brendon take a look at my chest. no i’m serious look at that. you know what that is right there? thats the woman from the chiquita banana. i got that tattooed on my chest. i am an idiot. i got trademark products all over my body, it’s like going to a market, because i was drunk one night. don’t live like me, alright? now you go out there and play great
Lord Eddard is a man in ten thousand. Most of us are not so strong. What is honor compared to a woman’s love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… or the memory of a brother’s smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.