Real Men Don't Eat Quiche
May, 1982
[And Other Guidelines for the Modern Male]in this feminist-infested, designer-dominated, more-sensitive-than-thou world, the time has come to draw the line"Real Men don't eat quiche," said Flex Crush, ordering a breakfast of steak, prime rib, six eggs and a loaf of toast.We were sitting in the professional-drivers' section of an all-night truckers' pit stop somewhere west of Tulsa on 1-44. Flex, a 225-pound nuclear-waste driver, was pensive:"American men are all mixed up today,&qu...
