Enough bad comments might make your husband snap. My husband is super chill but he did something to a horrible coworker by ruining the lights before a show that was super easy to fix, but since horrible coworker was useless and a dick couldn’t fix it and made the horrible coworker panic till my husband fixed it... my…

Those incisors are a little odd-looking, don’t you think?

Oh no. Someone doesn’t know how Lifehacker works...

Did you read the article? The author spent a goodly amount of it relating these points to watching stuff with his girlfriend.

You’re kidding, right?

Sorry, but this is based on my experience, and it worked wonderfully. I’ve been trying to convince people to watch scary movies with me for years, and this is what worked. Also, I’m not a post-Gawker guy. I’ve been here for years, and you look very small from my high horse.

Yikes....chill

Good candidate for BDD—body dysmorphic disorder. His original teeth are far superior to the CHOMPAHS he now possess. He reeks of BDD—unnecessary alterations to look “better” that become addictive and destructive.

Why? Because they can. Because people like this are so utterly forgettable and powerless in their own lives that they resort to these tactics. They can literally sit and watch the shares and retweets and ongoing commentary explode. All because the perpetrator made a couple of clicks and typed up a few sentences.

He must have a lot of veneereal diseases.

I just got dentures and they let me pick the color. The whitest option (which I didn’t choose because it was unnatural) was several shades darker than that. They really are creepy, no human teeth look like this. Jeepers

I can suspend my disbelief pretty far. Alas, trying to imagine this fuckwitted shit nugget without his defining awfulness is a bridge too far for me. I tried, though; I really did. But the revulsion threatened to cringe me into a singularity.

Seriously, you think he’s sexy? I think he looks like a deranged Marlboro Man.

A musician noted that they and many of the crew members were licensed to carry, and the backstage had plenty of guns. He claims they didn’t want police to think they were the active shooters so they took cover, but the panic, the unknown, and the confusion are enough to temper the spirits of any wannabe weekend hero.…

you’re not turned off by the stickly calves and chicken feet, or the don’t-touch-me black forest of facial hair? how about the pretentiously over-developed upper chest/shoulders on an otherwise unremarkable, medium-sized frame? he looks like he’s going to crush his own collarbones with the muscle tension, any minute…

Ugh. Sexiness has another dimension, which admittedly helps all the men who are not “good-looking” or photogenic. He utterly fails on that plane.
All I see is a less-tattooed version of the “make my goddamn burrito” jackass.

Even if he was a decent human being, his huge creepy veneers would be enough to squick me out.

[sonorous fart noise]

I just turned to my brand spanking new, bearded husband, and said “I love you cause you’re not a sexist asshole. and you have sexy beard.”

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