them metros

right.

them metros. they're hawt. i like them, because the know how to choose their clothes, how to put them together and they recognise a good haircut when they get one. plus they take care of their skin and are CLEAN.

combine that with - god forbid - roguish charm and that i-know-something-you-don't grin AND suitable perfume - good golly! is that a recipe for a swoonful moment or what!

it is exciting to be near such a person, when he does not speak much - pardon, ESPECIALLY if he doesn't speak much - what a disappointment it would be, if they were to say something stupid, no? ...then again, who'm i to complain? i'm quite the blonde myself. :P

thankfully though, the metros i've met are nothing like that. they're hot. as in, seriously hot AND smart. they have good builds, speak well, are great cooks, well-educated and are so chivalrous it makes my knees weak. it's amazing. they, are the modern-day knights in shirts and shiny shoes.

of course one may argue that aiyer these people are so gu niang, real men don't do stuff like that.

heh.


...heh.

hehehehhehehehehe


you real man you go get your lady lah. see if she likes you when you have B.O. and have pimples on your face not. "real men".

hah!