Dear Jon Hamm's Penis,
I think it's
high time to tell your main man to pull up his big girl panties and stop
cryin' over all the attention you're getting. You're obviously fabulous.
He's obviously green with envy and green's not his color. And
hey, it's not like he's not benefiting from your studliness. I mean
really, are there any men out there that are sympathizing with your man
right now? Nope. Nada. Zilch. That would be none.
So my
question to you is, is he really that private about his privates? Mr.
Penis I think not. You know what I think? I think he's a little
squeamish about being objectified. And for the record, women know a
thing or two about body part objectification. And we're not impressed by
Jon acting like a little girl. I would go so far as to say, it's kind
of a turn off. And that my friend is not good for you. Whining is never
an aphrodisiac. Good luck with that Mr. Fabulous.
Signed,
a woman that used to think JH was hot
Reference article: Slate.com
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