As you can see, the Editors at Mad Magazine had the cover all blocked in and ready to send to the graphics department, when I disappointing them bigly and turned down the honor of PROBABLY being named their world’s sexiest man for 2017.
The rigors of my full time job, plus producing top quality copy for this website, precluded me from accepting the title... and the $5,000,0000 cash award that went with it... but, being the supremely humble and dedicated diarist I am, I just could not accept at this time.
A protracted interview would have taken away too much of me from you, dear readers.
And a photo-shoot was out of the question also as I have a rather unsightly blemish in an unmentionable area of my Speedos that just won’t wash out.
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