As a man of muscle, I find myself being compared to Mike Haggar, of Final Fight fame. What's this Final Fight, you may hear yourself asking if you've never played a video game console machine in your life? Well he be the biggest, roughest, rootin-tootinest, slab of muscle of a man that will have ever existed in the realm of the video game. If you need further illustration as to who this Greek god of video gaming is, prepare to wet thine pants in sheer amazement:
Now sure, I don't have a mustache or wear a belt like a fool. Nor am I a mayor who takes his damn shirt off and fights thugs to the center of the city in order to save his daughter. But I do have an expansive chest and shoulders a good set of abs. And I have set of nice slacks and shoes I can fight in. Though I still find myself unable to take my shirt off in a public place. I don't think I will ever be big enough or cut enough to be fine with that. Oh hell, who am I kidding? I will never be this cool. Also, I do not believe I have ever played Final Fight as any one but Hagger. There is simply no need to.