Why I won't be purchasing another issue of GQ

I was in SeaTac Saturday night, and decided that I should buy a few snacks, for my flight home. I'm not a magazine person, really, but Hudson news and it's selection, just lures me in like a moth to flame. I normally pick up a few mac magainzes, but Barack Obama smiling out at me from the cover of GQ caught my attention.

I've bought maybe 3 copies of GQ in my entire life, and I think this most recent one will be my last. Here's why.

• Size: 412 pages.
• ads, of the 412 pages, the first 134 pages (everything before "Letter from the editor" and the masthead, are ads. Ads for all sorts of trendy metrosexual things.
• the ads don't stop after page 136, oh no. They keep going and going and going. I won't be scientific and count them all, but after thumbing through all 412 pages during my flight, I'd guess at least 2/3 are ads.

I understand being ad supported and all, but this is a little retarded.

I enjoyed the article on candidate Obama immensely but the other 408 pages were lame and worthless, since I don't plan to buy Armani Suits any time soon.

Sorry GQ, you're not worth the price.