It struck me the other day, having just trimmed my moustache and assembled a barbecue, all by myself, that perhaps I could finally call myself a man.
Growing facial hair and cooking animals seems like something men do.
Tonight I’m going to a poker night. A man’s poker night. For men. With games for men like cricket and cards and drinks for men like Tooheys New and some sort of brown liquor like Scotch.
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