What's with you men? Would hair stop growing on your chest if you asked directions somewhere? — Erma Bombeck
What's with you men? Would hair stop growing on your chest if you asked directions somewhere? — Erma Bombeck
What's with you men? Would hair stop growing on your chest if you asked directions somewhere? — Erma Bombeck
What's with you men? Would hair stop growing on your chest if you asked directions somewhere? — Erma Bombeck
What's with you men? Would hair stop growing on your chest if you asked directions somewhere? — Erma Bombeck
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What's with you men? Would hair stop growing on your chest if you asked directions somewhere?

— Erma Bombeck
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