Sometimes I feel like I need to have a sit down with the forces of the Universe. 

Like, for instance, this case right here.

I feel the need to ask, “HOW THE FUCK IS THIS THE KID FROM JURASSIC PARK?”

And also, “Is it wrong that I really really really want to employ velociraptor metaphors when I look at him? Like, about devouring and eating and hunting?”

I also feel the need to ask why there are so many black and white pictures of this gorgeous little morsel when he is a ginger. He is making the world a more technicolor fabulous place. Let’s celebrate the shit out of that.