I love myself

I don't know about you, but, for me, nothing beats some solid self-affirmation.

Repeat after me:

"I'm handsome/beautiful, and even when I've just consumed a whole case of beer and a plate (or five) of chicken wings, the latter and the former of which is visibly stained upon my shirt and pants, I'm still the sexiest mo-fo in this room.

And who cares that I'm the sole person in said room?

Not I. That's for sure.

Sparkles*_*