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The Emasculated Man
When real men go real fem. Updated daily.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
That purse should be a football. Not a purse.
This is what happens when you marry a supermodel and you believe everything she tells you. You can see it in his eyes. Just because she's a supermodel doesn't mean he doesn't, in that instance, completely hate himself.
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