I leave trenches eitherside of me when I walk purely owing to my knuckles dragging by my sides. I sweat, and am thinning somewhat on my head, I have about 4 "products" I use, shower gel, shaving gel, deodarant and toothpaste and even that makes me feel slightly effeminate. I don't like fashion and just wear whatever the **** I want and don't follow "trends" - I don't watch soaps or reality TV shows, I like cop shows and action films. I think farting is natural and something to be proud of, and never drink wine at a bar. I like machinery and tools, cars and bikes. Injuries are cool, calluses on your hands and scars are symbols of masculinity. No moisturisers or facewash have ever touched my skin. Women fall at my my feet owing to the amount of testosterone I exude. I wear my hairy chest with pride, and let my gym abused body's sinews throb masculinely towards potential mates.
I sleep, I feed, I graft, I ravage. That is my purpose.