Guarded masculinity and a bag of Flaming Hot Cheetos
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4 min readOct 31, 2019
A Sunday afternoon case study for the preservation of the precarious manhood thesis
“One more strike and you’re out!” I yelled at my then-girlfriend on a Sunday afternoon as she reached her tiny, feminine hand into the newly opened bag of Flaming Hot Cheetos. “Please stick to your bag of gluten free, low calorie rice cakes!” I barked, as she blinked at me disbelievingly.
