Can you handle my superior display of masculine prowess?

I will make you serve and obey, but I think my approach is much better...

Chilly morning. At least chillier than it has been. I’m in my Carla Behrle leather pants. No shirt. Not in the mood to walk to Cleveland Park, I hop on the 42 bus. Quarry and Columbia to Dupont Circle. I hop the red line in the direction of Glenmont. I must say, I was quite impressed by the talent. Maybe as impressed as the lovelies were of me -- muscle mass, density, ripped definition, intensity, stamina, endurance, mental focus, dignity, flair, humility. A blonde-haired beauty with dark, smoldering eyes cooed as I went through my routine for her. Front Double Biceps, Front Lat Spread, Side Chest, Back Double Biceps, and signature Back Lat Spread. I finished it off with a bicep flex, point and wink. Not used my superior display of masculine prowess, she drops like a stone. I revive her with a whiff of my pheromones and she stumbles off near Farragut West, probably still fantasizing about me and my raw and powerful version of man on woman sensuality. I hope she knew where she was going.

Me? I know where I am going. I’m on my way to the multinational conglomerate that I help run. Largely I think my employment is the result of their interest in exploiting my image and style, although I don’t think that I am fairly compensated. I decide first to hit the gym before answering my fan mail. Instead of my usual weight routine this morning I will hone my craft: the ancient and deadly art of Shohei-Ryu-Bollywood Karate. I put on my kashmiri styled silk kurta-lehenga and enter the Shohei-Ryu-Bollywood Karate dojo on 2P of my building. I practice Snake-creeps-down-and performs-the-dance-of-the-Shakti and Golden-cock-stands-on-one-leg-Dhandia on the China Red Freestanding Wing Chun Dummy as I sing Tere Bina Zindagi Se:

Tere Bina Zindagi Se Koi, Shikva, To Nahin,
Shikva Nahin
Shikva Nahin, Shikva Nahin
Tere Bina Zindagi Bhi Lekin, Zindagi, To Nahin, Zindagi Nahin Zindagi Nahin,
Zindagi Nahin

Kash Aisa Ho Tere Kadamon Se, Chun Ke Manzil Chale
Aur Kahin Dur Kahin
Tum Gar Saath Ho, Manzilon Ki Kami To Nahin
Tere Bina Zindagi Se Koi, Shikva, To Nahin, Shikva Nahin

I don’t know what the words mean, but the sound will truly frighten any opponent.

Me you ask? Taking advantage of all forms of public transportations, electric and gas powered. Superior posing. Potent pheromones. Martial arts. That is what I am about. And if you think you can handle my superior display of masculine prowess, please look me up. Your pic gets mine.

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