  I've just been handed a flyer that says, "It's time to recycle your man! Welcome to our first Disposable Man Party" That's the kind of week it's been. No, the flyer is not a joke. It goes on... "Women, please bring a man you do not want. He cannot be a dog.
You will have to say two sentences about him. AND A BOTTLE OF WINE. Men, please bring $10. IN BOTH CASES PLEASE BE STRAIGHT AND SINGLE. " I shit you not. I might actually go. I'll take my brother, he has a girlfriend, but I hate the whiney bitch. 
