Over in Williamsburg New York, a guy named Adam Carolla came up with a unique way to solve the problem of not being able to find a girlfriend in his thirty-six years of life. Talking to Gender Studies Journal, he explained that he has virtually zero prospects of ever finding one: I have Tourette’s syndrome which causes me to constantly shout words that are derogatory to women. Cunt, slut, bitch and whorebag seem to be my favorites. It doesn’t exactly attract women. I’ve tried medication, etc, to control my outbursts, but it hasn’t helped. Carolla tried hiring a prostitute for female companionship, but couldn’t go through with it: There’s just something about paying for sex that doesn’t sit morally correct with me. Plus I want to be close to a woman and, if I’m paying, there is zero intimacy. I want a woman whose breasts I can fondle and have her really enjoy it. I’m a breast man. And Carolla certainly proved he is a breast man when he took the radical last step of paying a New Yor...