1. After being zapped by the body changing ray, John Smith (formerly international WWE champion, super spy, racecar driver, gourmet chef, sex god Fabio Caliente) was once again catching all the ladies' eyes as he walked down the street. Only this time it wasn't in adoration, it was in sheer horror. John Smith was no Adonis, but was instead a man whose father was almost certainly a blimp. He was more sphere than man, as the buttons on his dress coat strained like that one scene in Captain America: Civil war, you know the one I'm talking about. John Smith attempted to walk with Fabio's legendary saunter that drove the girls (and guys he didn't discriminate) wild. But in the untrained feet of this ball-man, was more like he had spilled some ice cubes down his back. And that face, dear god his face, Fabio had the chisled features of an angel, John Smith however had the chiseled features of a Picasso. And with Fabio's confident lip bite looked more like he was trying to eat his own face.
2. Mark moves with the grace of a cat, balancing a small hot teacup with delicious cinnamon tea in one hand and the TV remote in another. Gliding to the couch he snuggles between the cloth and his boyfriend; some cooking show is on, the details completely lost on him as he gazes forward with contented ignorance. Happy to be warm and snuggled together on a cold October day.
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