|One day the Metro-sexual went downtown to do some shopping. He wanted some stylish clothes, and he had the money.
The Metro-sexual was a good man, better than all of us, too good for this cruel world. But he was a dreamer, and didnít pay attention to the traffic signals. He was too busy looking up at all the beautiful tall buildings lining the streets, and the sun peeking out from behind the clouds, and so he took a wrong step and got hit by a bus.
During the autopsy they found out he was actually an orangutan.