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You’re probably not the actual guy who drilled a hole into the wall of her hotel room and filmed her and then put it on the Internet. But chances are, you’re among the hundreds of thousands of guys who have searched the Internet for that video. Which means you’re among the millions of American males who set this sick scenario into motion by congregating online at the altar of Erin Andrews Imagery. Objectification is yours! And you’re this country’s next wave of husbands and fathers. Terrific. Honestly, I don’t know why I’m even bothering. You don’t, and you won’t, see your problem. Addicts or idiots — and you are very possibly both — never do. You think it’s fine to scour the Internet for pictures of Erin Andrews and then find the nearest message board and type, “I’d hit it.” As if you’d have a chance at Erin Andrews. Or any attractive woman. See, the general rule of thumb is this: If you’ve ever uttered the words I’d hit it … then you really wouldn’t. Because you couldn’t. Because you’re a loser. Ask the woman who works in the cubicle next to you. (First, take your eyes off her breasts.)
Via igather and ohfortheloveofdog.
I don’t know who wrote this column but I’m kind of in love with him.
(via jgh)
If I never heard the phrase “I’d hit it” again, I would probably die happy.
(via katoleary)
(via lovehaight)
doing my part, spreading out. i don’t even knew who erin andrews was up to now and i will not google her to know because lovehaight has a trojan on my computer and she knows all my steps.
(via mfs)
