Monday Metal (Will's Broken Little Heart Edition)

Here's what we hate about our mind. We remember certain, painful dates, like today. 

August 3rd, 1988. We receive a letter from our true love, our girlfriend, Kirsten, pictured here on our first date:

'I'm not going to beat around the bush,' she wrote. 'I want to break up...'

And so began one of the worst weekends of our life. We won't go on too long about what happened next, but when we wrapped things up, and got off the phone with Kirsten, we saw this for the first time on MTV:

Thirty-Two freakin' years ago.