There was once a time, an era, in my life when MVP was my favorite superstar in the WWE. I don't know why, but I absolutely digged his character.
He was the Ballin' Superstar! Half man, half amazing, bottle-poppin', jaw-droppin', king of bling, modern day MAC! He was, in short, the definition of what a heel should be.
He had a smile that would make you either cringe or fall in love with, he was obsessed with himself, he was never afraid to remind you about his accomplishments, and he was quite simply a flashy, arrogant, egotistical punk.
And you know what? I was all over it. EVERYBODY was all over it. He was all the rage in the WWE. Remember how...
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