Studmanship: A Lifelong Journey

{Read in the voice of Benstiller in Dodgeball}

The most random events in life are often the most important and life altering. At the tender age of thirteen, I was kidnapped and taken to a small New Gundi tribe making camp in the northern part of south Africa. For years I was trained in their dark ways of pimping and studmanship. They forced me to participate in strenuous activities that developed my inner stud. During my intense study, I found the real me, the real Dillian "Mac-Mister" Johnson. I trained long hours in their fine arts of "Mac-a-dilling", Physique Firming, Posture Maintence, Hair Sculpting, and weasle milking. (The latter really had nothing to do with my studies, but I enjoyed it none the less.) After years of training, I finally earned my right to be called a Stud and wear the mark of a true stud: The Mullet.

That was many years ago, I am now back in the states. I long to pass on my ancient art but have no means of doing so. It is my intention, that through the course of the blogs to come, I will pass on the various aspects of studmanship. Let me warn you though, this is no joke. Many students of this ever elusive study find themselves unable to meet its strict standards of training and conduct. The weary of heart need not even attempt to learn. I am looking for readers who are true and real. So if you have that burning desire to be a complete Mac, continue to read my blogs, but if you have doubt within you, give up now.

Official Stud: Dillian "Mac-Mister" Johnson