Well Max Power, you've finally done it. You've won me over. As if your love for hockey and the Simpsons weren't enough, your charm and wit are without equal. I don't want to snuggle with you - I want to strap myself in and feel the g's. I can only imagine the feeling of your silky smooth gargantuan pecks and look forward to the day I can experience them firsthand. We definitely should arrange a time we can get together and have some cool, vietnamese coffee. You can fill my ears with the sweet honey of the Italian language and tell me all about quality cinema in that most romantic of tongues. I am undoubtedly blessed to have been contacted by such a wonderful person, and would not dare to question what fate has so clearly arranged. So let me know when you're ready to come and get me, baby. I'll be waiting.