Fuck me. That's right. You want to fuck me. But I don't blame you, who would? If I were you and me was somebody else, I'd want to fuck them too. Me that is.
I am what every girl wants, and sometimes I can even fulfill what a guy wants. My personality is strong; not afraid to speak publicly and always full of rich, good humor. I'm suave. Sometimes people are reluctent to approach me; usually nervous.
I'm cocky, and girls like a little bit of cock. Haha, you pervert, not that cock, though mine suits their needs also. I'm full of my self, to an adorable and admirable extint. Not too flashy, yet mild and smooth, like when Chris Jericho was a cool wrestler and cigarettes tasted like fiber glass. Oh yeah, the kind of cocky any girl would love to take home to their mothers.
On top of all that, I'm hot. It's that simple. My god, I'm beautiful. A work of God that finally came through. If I wasn't so biased against models, I'd be one. Hell, I'd be in a Herbal Essence commercial at least.
I'm a smooth talker, I'm cocky in all the right places, and I'm beautiful. Dial 333 and enter your credit card number if you'd like to take me out on a date ;)
And God said, "Let their be beauty!" And he enriched his world with a creature unlike any other. He named this creature, Mattew Tyler Sutton. The men of men.
I've been refurbished and reissued, prepackaged and precooked, decontaminated and deloused, but I still smell, sound, look and feel like shit.
