It's hard to find a woman who appreciates style. So many seem
to be attracted to the rudest, crudest men. It's quite demoralizing.
Oh, you all say you want something else. You SAY it. But look
what you usually end up with. Go into any bar and you'll see
what I mean. Grunting pigs, really. All sweat and saliva. Reeking
alcohol and looking like a rumpled bed. And the women flock to
them. Don't deny it.
It's mystifying, really. Because you women will fuss over
your makeup and hair and change your clothes six times over,
before going out. And even once you're out, you're constantly
pouring in and out of the ladies' room, primping and refixing
your faces, floating through a cloud of hairspray. This is considered
normal. And I respect you for it.
But let a man take extra care with his appearance, and he's
suspect somehow. Someone beneath your notice.
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