
Generally speaking, I try not to cry in public unless the situation demands it. Thanks, gender-based expectations. If I do cry, I try not to do it in front of women. Thanks, machismo. And if I do cry in front of a woman, I would prefer to do it with my shirt on. Thanks, unrealistic body image standards. Today's 3F3 is of my most expensive Fight Club injury ever, and sadly, the last. I remember...