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It all depends on how comfortable and secure you are in your masculinity.
As for me, I've chewed nails, pooped bricks, and you can grind my bones to make bread;
I've had a borscht with a bear, farted on a whale, and called a man a pig to his face;
I've climbed a hill before breakfast and had tea on a mountain;
I've dated a redhead and told a latin woman what to do and lived;
I've pushed up, pulled up and thrown up, all three at once sometimes;
I can pick my friends and pick my nose, but never my friend's nose--in short, I am the very model of modern man.
And I wear both pink and a mother of pearl watch.
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