Monday, April 13, 2009

Good news for me, bad news for my metrosexual friend Fritz


Metrosexual twigmen who admire your shoes are all very well in good times, but when the going gets tough, what you actually want is a REAL man, says Tanya Gold.

As I stick my head out of my window, I smell a change in the evening air. Everywhere I look big, dark, hairy, slightly fat men are staring at me - from advertising billboards, cinema screens and the pages of glossy magazines.

Sorry Josh time to man up.
And to both of our female readers, you are welcome.

2 comments:

Fritz said...

Eric, where did you find that picture of me? That ad agency assured me that file was deleted.

SallyRobertson said...

I can hardly type because of all the drool on my keyboard! YUMMY!