It's a man's world and I'm subscribing to it

I loathe Maxim, FHM and the like. And I also loathe the way famous or barely-famous women I otherwise have no moral obligation to shed their clothes and answer questions like, "If you had to get it on with either Britney, Christina or J.Lo, who would it be, and why?" And for God's sake, why not just read porn? It's like watching Skinemax when you're already paying for the Spice channel.

So I'm strolling through Grand Central on my lunch break and see FHM with a giant Buffy girls spread. And who's on the cover? Alyson Hannigan, the only girl the boyfriend could ever talk me into having a threesome with. The girl I love...in lingerie.

And because a certain artist friend once appeared in an issue of FHM (fully clothed, thank you very much), I now own two copies and can never throw them away.

Add in my Eminem habit, and you've got one bad, bad feminist.