Just recently, I have come out of the utility room. It's kinda like coming out of the closet, but not quite as serious. You see, the utility room is the straight man's closet, cause there are tools in there and stuff.
You see, lately, I have for some reason become interested in men. More specifically, one man... me. I have actually been taking care of myself and my body, and I'm loving it. Being a metrosexual essentially involves being a heterosexual guy, who isn't ashamed of doing everything a woman is (apart from the whole "bleeding from the genitals" thing, which should never be mentioned at the pub).
I have been working out (normal for a guy anyway), moisturizing, going to a tanning salon, drinking nothing but water, I am even considering going for a massage, wearing pant...... never mind that last one.
Well here is your chance guys... if you want to come out of the utility room now, shout out the metrosexual cheer:
"We're here, and we're not queer! We just want to treat ourselves well and feel good about ourselves! We know this cheer is a little long, but there is nothing that rhymes well with metro!"
FMZ