Not being able to grow a beard as good as George Clooney’s is roughly as painful as childbirth, periods, legwaxing and repeatedly hitting your head on the glass ceiling combined.
Your columns and posts and comments and tweets are adding to all the white noise on the internet, as is this post. The one you're reading right now. It’s half-baked and reactionary and utterly without merit. It’s just the latest turd on the pile.
I have a strange sort of appreciation for people who use sex dolls. I’m pretty sure that, if it wasn’t for people who have sex with dolls, man would have never made it to the moon.
I thought it was just women whose profiles were so incredibly generic that it made it impossible to find ‘the one’, but, to research this piece and not make it read like something cobbled together barely hours before deadline and after far too much to drink, I decided to look at some of the male