“Hello, ladies, look at your man, now back to me, now back at your man, now back to me. Sadly, he isn’t me, but if he stopped using ladies scented body wash and switched to Old Spice, he could smell like he’s me. Look down, back up, where are you? You’re on a boat with the man your man could smell like. What’s in your hand, back at me. I have it, it’s an oyster with two tickets to that thing you love. Look again, the tickets are now diamonds. Anything is possible when your man smells like Old Spice and not a lady.
"Well friends, like all great things, this too must end.
There are giant oaks that need chainsawing in the Gulf of Mexico, Bermuda Triangle mysteries that need solving with huge magnify glasses, and everyone knows, i could win one more twelve metals for exotic car throwing competitions.
I must ride my jet-ski lion into the sunset.
I know lots of you have written me and commented on my work but I am just one ridiculously handsome man.
But please note, that i consider all of you my dearest and closest internet friends and i won't forget this time we spent together."
“Hello, ladies, look at your man, now back to me, now back at your man, now back to me. Sadly, he isn’t me, but if he stopped hiking his pants up to his nipples and switched to authentic fit jeans (with whiskered authentic wash) from The Gap, he could look like he’s me...."
"Penguins? Who wants to see penguins, when you can look at me instead?"
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Giddy-up, Mojo!
“Hello, ladies, look at your man, now back to me, now back at your man, now back to me. Sadly, he isn’t me, but if he stopped using ladies scented body wash and switched to Old Spice, he could smell like he’s me. Look down, back up, where are you? You’re on a boat with the man your man could smell like. What’s in your hand, back at me. I have it, it’s an oyster with two tickets to that thing you love. Look again, the tickets are now diamonds. Anything is possible when your man smells like Old Spice and not a lady.
I’m on a horse.”
"Well friends, like all great things, this too must end.
There are giant oaks that need chainsawing in the Gulf of Mexico, Bermuda Triangle mysteries that need solving with huge magnify glasses, and everyone knows, i could win one more twelve metals for exotic car throwing competitions.
I must ride my jet-ski lion into the sunset.
I know lots of you have written me and commented on my work but I am just one ridiculously handsome man.
But please note, that i consider all of you my dearest and closest internet friends and i won't forget this time we spent together."
Yeah, yeah...
Pull up your pants.
“Hello, ladies, look at your man, now back to me, now back at your man, now back to me. Sadly, he isn’t me, but if he stopped hiking his pants up to his nipples and switched to authentic fit jeans (with whiskered authentic wash) from The Gap, he could look like he’s me...."
Haha..... Oh, you're serious.
That look is a conscious choice?
Then you're missing the neckerchief.
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