Jack

Jack is commonly the chieftain of the tribe, an intense and glorified lover. Legends date back to the ancient Egyptians, where it was said that a Jack made cleopatra a laurel of doves so beautiful that she was satisfied just by the sight of it. Most Jack’s have a body carved from the bronze of Apollo, a physique that must have been created by 7 days in the gym 10 hours a day. Jack is one of the funniest and most kind souls you will ever meet, but don’t get on his bad side. If you ever see an angry Jack; run, or get on your knees and beg for mercy.

“Oh my god, that dude is huge, must be a Jack.”
“I pulled 10 women last night, I did a Jack.”
“That guy is so ugly, must not be a Jack.”