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Thursday, December 11, 2008

Jon Hamm is the Man of the Year.


'Kay. Here's the part where, if I were a less-composed young lady, I would insinuate my willingness to assist Mr. Hamm remove that cumbersome, constrictive suit he's always wearing, for free. Yes, absolutely free. What can I say? I'm a giver. 

Were I less composed, I might take one look at the gloriously precious photo spread that's two parts Dust Bowl, one part Calvin Klein and offer to take his place in the bread line. 

I may also threaten to take him behind the middle school and get him violently, unfeasibly pregnant. 

You know. If I were less composed. 

Thank the heavens, I always say, for decorum. 

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