There’s so much off about this. The, I’m an executive pose in photo 2 . . . on a landline! Smoking. The never got over not making the cut to be a member of Duran Duran or the Human League pout! Run. Away!
With the surname Johnson, he’s got to be good. I had a college girlfriend with the surname Dyke (Dutch going back a bit). Her clueless parents gave her a first name starting with “V.” Role call in her school was by initials, so VD! Bit like A Boy Called Sue.
To each his own, that just seems a bit too much to me. Possibly painful! But look all the trouble women go through in order to be attractive/appealing.
I think there was a name change but maybe just a rebranding effort. Very tempted. I’ve had memorable (in a good way) experiences with African men. And the accents!
When a few sofas and a recliner conjure up images of Carrie, The Shining, The Exorcist and Misery, you’ve hit on something special. Sill, I’m intrigued.