Walking by a beauty salon the other day I stopped dead in my tracks. Turns out it was some sort of day spa for dudes. For a fee of over $100 a guy can enjoy a pedicure, a manicure, a lucious mud bath and complementary bath oils and soaps. Full-body massages are extra.
What. The. Fuck?
I don't know about you, but after spending almost three months “showering” in McDonalds' bathrooms all of this metrosexual bullshit pisses me off. I understand that Simple Living can mean different things for different people, but I can't help but feel sad at the current state of heterosexual guydom.
In the great tradition of Edward R. Murrow here's my own This I Believe short essay:
THIS I BELIEVE
I believe in Moday Night Football, pickup basketball and sweaty gyms.
I believe in shaving only when I feel like it.
I believe in making love to beautiful women.
I believe in drinking good beer and embracing occasional hangovers.
I believe in never shaving my chest.
I believe men can be considerate, loving, open and honest with their partners without turning into total pussies.
I believe half-naked chicks riding mechanical bulls are hot. Yeah, I said it. Again.
I believe I would rather get punched in my balls than watch The Notebook.
This I believe.
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