Most people think I’m pretty deep, but really I’m quite shallow. I am definitely into appearances. And sex. I’m such a horn dog, it even makes me sick. Well, not really, but on the behalf of moral religionists everywhere I am absolutely shocked and appalled at how much sex appeal is like pretty much my major concern when it comes to women.
People may think I’m being ironic or something; maybe tongue in cheek, but I assure you that all my pretensions at depth are a sham. A means to an end. Girls like depth, so I pretend to be deep. Really, it’s all about sex and love and rock and roll for me. Except instead of rock and roll I like world music. Ya dig?
Oh, and just so you know. Any guy who tells you it isn’t about sex is a bald-eagled liar!