By Glenn Mortimer
Everywhere you look there are pictures of men. They are plastered on billboards, across the sides of buses and in the pages of magazines. They are everywhere. I'm pretty sure they are men. They seem to possess all the natural attributes of one. Some are trouser-less and you can see they are displaying, clad in tight Calvin Klein’s, what is generally considered a good indicator of the male sex. There they are in various poses and guises, but one thing always worries me. They don't look anything like me.
Everywhere you look there are pictures of men. They are plastered on billboards, across the sides of buses and in the pages of magazines. They are everywhere. I'm pretty sure they are men. They seem to possess all the natural attributes of one. Some are trouser-less and you can see they are displaying, clad in tight Calvin Klein’s, what is generally considered a good indicator of the male sex. There they are in various poses and guises, but one thing always worries me. They don't look anything like me.
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