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Why is it so hard for successful, intelligent, attractive, hilarious, life of the party types with amazing bodies such as myself to meet the right girl? I often ponder this as I cruise around in my Porsche in my designer sunglasses while counting my large stacks of hundred dollar bills. I've come to the conclusion that women are probably intimidated by either my really really ridiculously good looking features or that they are afraid they won't be able to keep up with my fast paced, jetting setting life style.
Well ladies, relax, just be yourselves. Try to remember that I'm just a person like you. I put my pants on one leg at a time, the difference is, once I put my pants on I make Gold Records.
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