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But—hear this—some swear it’s magic. Releases “tension,” they say—wink, wink. Little fact: them ancient Greeks did it too—athletes, all oiled up. Dirty sods! Gets me mad—why not just wrestle a pig? More fun, less awkward. We hates it! Too close, too slippy—makes me skin crawl.

I grab a few dresses, and just as I’m about to head to the fitting room, I see this guy. He’s trying to impress his date, but he’s totally failing. He’s holding this hideous shirt, and I’m like, “Dude, no.” I can’t help myself. I lean over and say, “Bro, that’s a hard pass.” He looks at me like I’m nuts, but hey, someone had to say it!