Michael is six foot, four inches tall and somewhere around two hundred fifty pounds with a broad chest and long torso. He has a working man's hands that are surprisingly soft and attractive. He has a big, round belly and long, skinny legs. On his right arm is a tattoo of the sun and, on his left is the moon. He has his last name tattooed on his back from shoulder blade to shoulder blade. Atop his head there is a line on which hair no longer grows due to a scar from a car accident years ago. The rest of his hair is short and clean-cut and he has a goatee. Michael makes friends easily as he has a nearly unnecessary amount of energy and an over-the-top, larger-than-life personality that seems infectious to everyone around him. He is funny, silly and a little crazy, but flies off the handle fairly easily and can be very serious when discussing things he is passionate about such as his children and their mother. He is an incredible father and treats his girlfriend like the best friend that she is. The two of them have been together for four years, have two young boys and have never been happier than they are now. Michael is a big teddy bear. He loves to snuggle and is very affectionate. He works full-time as a cook in a busy restaurant and goes home late each night, tired from the day's work, but after a quick shower and a couple beers he's right back at it, being a silly, clumsy goofball. He has watched wrestling every Monday and every Friday since he was a kid and, if provoked will give a long, detailed, semi-heated explanation of why it is such an amazing sport, even though it is fake. Michael is the most incredible man I've ever known and I'm excited to spend many more years with him!
PS - No, we're not having more kids. NO WAY.
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