Back in the day, there was a decal of some sort which fit on the back of your potty lid of a wonderfully derelict old man with a bib, knife and fork staring down into the toilet-presumably waiting for a meal. I am not talking about that guy.
What I am talking about is the picture of an ad I saw in a women's restroom of a busy sports bar Saturday night. Excuse the quality because I was trying to go and get out. The subject matter is women and their testosterone. Look, I know both human binary sexes need "T", I had just never seen the "cure" advertised for women like that.
Maybe the "side effects" are in the "fine print" we don't see? Something like when you begin to start to shave your mustache every morning, develop a lower voice than your hubby and bigger bi-ceps. Discontinue use?
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