Single #4: Sault Ste. Paul

Meet Sault

Gender: Male

Age: Easily a Restylane 19

Body type: You can fit THREE of me in ONE Michael Phelps... But you can fit ONE Michael Phelps into me anyday! What?! Who said that?

Best Asset: Thank you, I work out.

Seeking: A harem of cute boys. With money.

About Sault

"My name is pronounced 'Sous', by the way, not 'Salt'... for all you name-anglicizing vermin out there" barks Sault upon our first meeting. Sault is very proud of his Filles du Roi heritage. Most notably of his great great great grandmother Céline who was one of the pioneering ladies to first be sent over to Quebec from France to tend to the abundance of horny men in the French colonies. "Rumor has it, she was so hot that a song was written about her in 1665! But get this: when translated, thee song draws a striking resemblance to the lyrics of Kelis' 'Milkshake' song!" A club anthem Sault has never stopped dancing to.

Sault has an air of sexual confidence matched by no other boy in town. You can find him parading the street with nothing but a baby-tee and his best gal-friend’s jeans - even on those harsh -40 winter nights! “I’ve Botoxed my skin’s sensory receptors so as to eliminate the nagging need for warmth” he explains, as his skin gradually fades into an iridescent blue – handy for those who want to offset those pesky energy-saving yellow-tinted bulbs!

When it comes to earning a living, Sault is your typical "Jack of All Trades." He earns his living managing a job in four very diverse fields. During the week, you can find him alternating between his job as a cobbler and his job as one of those guys who stands on the street with a tall yellow and orange stick facing another man across the street who also holds a tall yellow and orange stick and who looks through a lens of sorts at the first tall yellow and orange stick and then deducts some kind of information that means something about the street presumably more important than simply two men staring at each other with tall sticks. “But don’t get me wrong… I do it all for the tall sticks” adds Sault.

Most weekday nights Sault gets his groove on and teaches a poll-dancing fitness class to seniors at the Jewish Community Center, "Oy vey! They wanted to take out insurance!". And finally, Sault gets his grove on with people his own age and with sticks that vary from small to tall at the local bar “Buddies in Bad Times” where he spins as DJ Karma. Where did the DJ name come from? “About 7 of my asshole ex-boyfriends are in the crowd so I decided to cast myself in the role of karma and ruin their nights with horrible music all night long.” And yet… the crowd keeps coming.

Now don’t be intimidated by this type-a sexy man of a boy… he’s got a heart of gold and a liver of steel.