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Glamour is a stupid magazine

"Tell him his member looks huge"

"Don't call it a penis-call it a cock"

"If he's cheating on you, he want space"

"He won't marry you if you don't give him blowjobs"

"Mimossaaaaasssssss :)"

"Make your man yours; how to emotionally castrate in 5 minutes"

"Bad Boys will only break your heart if you tame them right"

"How To Tame a Bad Boy with a Clever Mix of Heroin and Methadone"

"Is it normal to bleed once every 28 days out of my ( two-toned whistle) ?"

" You know that bitch at work? Make sure your clothes are more expensive"

"Cougar means at 35 + you have full jurisdiction over boys under the age of 18"

" Independent women who are co-dependent"


How much more fun would magazines be if I was the Rupert Murdoch of all of them?

They'd be more fun and printed on edible paper

Because you have to be fucking high to buy this bullshit.


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