Who needs a unifying theme anyway?

Whenever a pic like the one with the three chicks in it goes around, I get sad. I get sad because you guys get so into the the whole thing, and that just feeds the insecurities that make the whole issue such a fucking drag.

Men feel bad about their body image too, you know, but mostly they go ‘fuck it’ or they go to the gym and do something about it. What they don’t do is complain about the impossibly high standards for washboard abs that is set by the matriarchal media.

I’m tall, skinny, have bad skin, squinty eyes, comically thin legs, and no abs whatsoever. I am not in any way an oil painting. Yet I never really give it a moment’s thought - it may take me a minute to get my courage up to get my shirt off at the beach but that’s it. The reason is that it’s not helpful at all.

I’m never going to look like a male model. Realised it years ago. I worry about that about the same amount as I worry that I’m never going to be a politician or the first bearded man on the moon.

Though that would be awesome, and I bet if I were the first bearded man on the moon all three of those chicks would be totally down for some bearded spaceman sex.