A professional fuckup, gamer, lover, artist, engineer, and total bad ass when it comes down to just about anything excepting possibly childbirth, which he has yet to try himself.
He is a superhero with Viagra-like effects. Never doubt his abilities since they will, and do, adapt within moments of your old lady leaving the room.
He is loved by many who never knows his name, with him leaving a trail of heartbreak and denial, with the broken leaving the streets running red with the blood of the angels and the jade green of envy among the men of Call of Duty.
Fear this one, young Jedi. The Force is strong in him.
All in all, this artist that attends the Art Institute of Atlanta for Illustration and Design, and owner of Masterwork Design Studio and the Peanut Buttah Buddha, not only can fill your desires of sweet living and picture-perfect portraits all while defeating you in mortal combat. But not Mortal Kombat, since he sucks at that.
