For all things great and small, sir, would you be so kind as to do something about the underside of your rotund belly peeking out from under that sausage casing you believe is a t-shirt. Seeing this glimpse of white and hair is the polar opposite of a woman's cleavage. It is where all things sensual go to die. This was not meant to be a half shirt, I am sure. None the less, it has revealed something ugly to all of us. And I mean that literally.
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