Guy Fieri and the Fieri in My Heart

I remember first seeing him on tv. His golden bleached spikes. His flaming Hawaiian shirt. That sexy scruffy beard. My heart felt as if it was being ripped out of my chest. It was not a feeling of pain but rather need. I needed to see him in person to find where my runaway heart was leading me. And see what this food...

Guy Fieri-everlasting love

"are you ready to go to flavor town sweety?" guy asks stroking my thighs, his breath smelling like the pastrami sandwich he recently ate.

Perfection.

What is perfect?