Ok, so when I was maybe five years old I had a gigantic crush on Mr. T. There were many reasons to find him so attractive - the mohawk, the bling, the overalls, the way he said "I pity the fool"....oh I could just go on. I totally thought I was going to marry him and had planned out the ceremony as such:

We would walk down the aisle (me probably in overalls and my pink "Thriller" shirt underneath and him in a black tuxedo), go through the regular vows and instead of doing the whole "you may kiss the bride" deal - he would rip his velcro tuxedo off as if his clothes were the same as a Barbie doll's and pick me up to whisk me away to the dance floor. These were my aspirations as a young girl - now you can see where I was mentally.

Not too much has changed since those good old days. In fact, after seeing this old video of him rapping - I might try to track down his number.