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Found this appropriate considering how sexy he looks…

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Sunset's no.1 fan
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
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Instead of Cupid, Eros should’ve turned into this guy. Would’ve made things alot easier :P
 
Hello ladies 
Look at your anon, now back to me. 
Now back at your anon, now back to me! 
Sadly, he isn’t me. 
But if he stopped using my magic and switched to Old Spice, he could smell like he’s me. 
Look down, back up, where are you? 
You’re in a cabin with the anon your anon could smell like. 
What’s in your hoof, back at me. 
I have it, it’s an owl with four tickets to that thing you love. 
Look again, the tickets are now gems. 
Anything is possible when your anon smells like Old Spice and not like my magic. 
I’m on a dragon.