I am dedicating today’s WOTD to the male strut. You know the one. Mr. Joe cool walking down the street like he just got shot in his left ankle. See, apparently, the chicks dig it when you are gimpy.

In college I was in lust with this guy who we nicknamed RedBeard, for obvious reasons. He was big and liked horrid music and wore a kilt around campus. I can’t speak for my taste. Every time I saw him – every time! – I would ask him what he did to his leg. (He played rugby and I thought this was an okay questions. You know, to show I cared and get it good with him.) He would look at me like I was stupid. Well, let me tell you, that strut is stupid.

Unless you are a rooster or legitimately have a bum leg, that strut is dumb.

Tune in tomorrow to read a WOTD dedicated to the shooter.