So I was standing in front of my full length mirrors in my 3,000 square foot master bedroom today admiring my rugged physique, breathtaking good looks, ripped muscularity, full wavy head of hair, and massive net worth when I had a startling revelation.....I am the anti-Shizzo.
I realized that everything in life that Shizzo is an abject failure at, I've essentially mastered 1000 times over.
I will be honest though, there was a tinge of sadness as I grabbed the keys to my Maserati and walked away....that fat, drunken, asskisser really doesn't set much of a benchmark for comparison.
The vaginas of supermodels were ravaged by my fully erect member all afternoon and Shizzo wasn't even an afterthought. In fact I only remembered the event because my dog is following me around the estate tonight with sad puppy dog eyes.
