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Imagine going to a bar with your little brother. Through the haze you spot a group of beauties having a blast. There are about 14 of them and they seem to be the center of attention for everyone in the bar. And all of them are hot. Well most of them. The one wearing a Mizzou shirt doesn’t seem to have much to offer, the one with a chicken on her shirt is a bit chubby, and the one that looks kinda like a military farmer appears super jealous. But I digress. Mostly the group embodies everything you are looking for. Feeling you are the greatly thing to walk into a bar since 1883, you smugly march right over to the group with your chest pushed out, your cowboy hat sitting tall, and announce that you and your little brother would like to receive an invitation to mingle with them. After a brief chat the group smiles and says “sorry, we are not interested”.
For the record, I am not interested also. I prefer sitting at home on my couch.