Mike Macharyas has been curing illnesses, making technological advancements, giving back to his community, sheltering the homeless and freeing Tibet for years now.
He loves his family, friends, the Pittsburgh Steelers. His ideal date is a walk in the park followed by a candlelit dinner. He likes to chat about the days of yore, and laugh all the live-long day.
ALRIGHT SUCKAS, ARE YOU READY?
I SAID ARE YOU READY?????
You thought the other albums were tha shiznit, check out THIS FUCKIN' ONE. You won't know what hit you. Listen to Double M pay tribute to the late Johnny Cash and Hank The Angry Dwarf. And this album aint without its sex appeal either. If you don't believe me, just take a listen to "Mariah Carey" and "Shania Twain."
Seriously, y'all, Mike Macharyas might LOOK like a mere mortal, but you CANNOT touch him. He's not a woman, he's not a man, he is something that you'll never understand. He's your messiah. He's your fire when you're cold, makes you good when you are bad. He always rights the wrong for you, too. He didn't mean to miss your birthday. He's your water when you're thirsty. When you get drunk, he's the motherfuckin' wine.
He reminds you of a man, What man? The man of the power. What power? The power of hoodoo! Who do? You do! Do what? Remind him of a man.
The ladies love him, the kids love him. Even the fuckin' DUDES love Mike Macharyas. He serenades bitches after a long hard day of delivering packages and then they go goo goo ga ga kajagoogoo radio gaga make me wanna lala, na na na na hey hey hey goodbye, gotta have a wawa, baa baa black sheep, ta ta for now.
AND CAN YOU BLAME THEM????