Who The Heck Is Pre$ton Ely?

Preston Ely is a VERY complicated man. He is a genius of real estate, but at the same time maintains a set of firm buns like a professional body builder. He looks great in pants, and regularly wears a bathing suit to church.  

Ely will smash the sh*t out of a volleyball if you set it right. He can ride a bike easily. NO HANDS. Preston Ely pretty much dates whoever he wants.  He even flew down to Peru once after seeing the Ms Universe competition on tv and made Ms. Peru his girlfriend cuz she was hot. (true story)

Preston hates people that take websites like this too serious. The fire of God rages inside Ely; he will use this fire to DOMINATE the real estate industry and everything else that he feels needs total domination. Ely regularly eats 7 tacos from Taco Bell, feels guilty, and goes carbless for 12 months straight.  It looks like someone dunked his abdominal muscles in a bucket of knives because they are CUT.

Ely is continuously drinking water and peeing. That’s why his skin is amazing looking and clean. It’s rare for Preston Ely to do anything but DOMINATE in all aspects of everything. He doubts his own death.

Ely did 80 shots of Patron on his birthday, then drove to the airport, flew a private jet full of his friends (models) to Cabo and messed up a bouncer at Senor Frogs. Ely is wicked good. The following people say about Ely "he’s definitely my best friend," – Angelina Jolie, Charles Grodin, Hulk Hogan, Willie McGee, Carleton Sheets, and pornstar Pete North.  Preston is NOT a fan of porn.  But he likes Pete as a person.

Ely wore sandals to the Grammy Awards. When he didn’t win best solo R&B album he promptly messed up a boom operator then got the digits from a female usher.  Shortly after this he played a game of beach volleyball – his team won when he served 21 straight aces.  After which, he dove into the ocean and choked a mako shark unconscious with his bare hands. 

He is also really really really really REALLY good at teaching people how to get rich without money, credit, or manual labor. You’re next probably.