Copa America hotty.

What’s next Good Men Project, a piece entitled ‘I Like Big Butts And I Cannot Lie’?

Unveiled just three years ago, the GMP has become a parody of itself.

The absurdity began when Mark Radcliffe spoke of the wonders of women with small breasts. Days later Josh Bowman e-slobbered over “curvaceous sensations” with big tits, disclosing he’d like to go swimming between their “two beautiful sweater manatees.”

Allegedly the GMP is dedicated to providing “a glimpse of what enlightened masculinity might look like in the 21st century.”

Seriously, dudes? Banter about ogling women’s cha-chas and fantasizing about blouse diving is about as enlightening as “come at me bro” memes.

Two members of the captain obvious squad have revealed that men love boobs of all shapes and sizes. What a revelation! Admittedly it is fairly amusing, sometimes unintentionally so.

Mini bikini stuffers clip:

We’re not the guys working construction who whistle chauvinistically from across the street three stories above you as you walk to work.

We’re not the ones throwing themselves at you at the frat party. Or your friend’s wedding, countless drinks in.

Maybe we’re the ones quietly taking you in from five tables away. Listening to your voice. Your perspective. Your sense of humor. The witty way you referenced an F. Scott Fitzgerald line in the middle of ordering your drink.

And yes, don’t worry, we snuck a good, long look at your body.

Mark bends over backwards to slip in confirmation that men do indeed care about what women have to say. Unfortunately it comes through as “try hard” ass-kissing.

I mean, eavesdropping from five tables away? Sexy stuff. Either he carries a Whisper 2000 in his pocket or my hearing is worse than I thought.

In true mangina tradition he attempts to elevate his position in the eyes of women by underhandedly trashing his fellow man. He’s so much more sophisticated than all those inebriated frat boys and swarthy, alpha scoundrels.

It gets better.

Bountiful bongos clip:

I want to be able to bury my face in there and never come up for air. You should come equipped with scuba gear, because I want to go swimming with your two beautiful sweater manatees. I’ll bring my waterproof camera and leave my wallet in the hotel room. But hidden under some pants, because I don’t totally trust the staff there.

Josh is a pencil-necked Jewish comedian, and a fan of gangster rap rhetoric; a prime target for a verbal basting, right? Nope, I’ve got nothing but praise for this guy. Not only did he expose how absurd the first article was, he took a piss on the Good Mangina Project along the way.

Founder Tom Matlack’s confused stance on gender issues has rendered the GMP totally directionless. This pair of titty praising articles is just another shining example of that.

Let’s be clear. I’d never slam a man for gandering at cleavage or making the occasional remark about a “nice rack.” That’s women’s job.

My point: dedicating entire articles to mammaries on a site that claims to be sympathetic towards women’s “objectification” is bizarre to say the least.

Sarah Ditum’s ‘Behind the scenes at the Good Men Project’ nailed it.

A mangina’s pandering words are about as meaningful as your Sunday horoscope.