Thursday, February 5, 2009

and now on center stage...

Tyler makes his grand entrance looking boyishly handsome. His babyface makes him an unconvincing Army sergeant. Nevertheless he is working his camouflage banana hammock and combat boots. Cue the music and smoke machine. Tyler begins gyrating to "Single Ladies" by Beyonce, and the oil on his body makes him glisten in the laser lights.

Watch out ladies, he's got you in his sights as he shimmies over to collect his well earned $1. Don't faint now, his eyes are locked on you like a heat seeking missile. Even if you do faint, he would save you like they saved Private Ryan. He is unstoppable now putting on a full frontal assault to your face.

As he slinks back to his foxhole, the smoke slowly fades away and he leaves you in need of a medic.

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