

"I just feel ugly lately. I know it's
superficial, but it sucks when guys just don't
bother asking you out. I just want to give up and
go hide." - Karen, New York
I'm sorry you feel ugly. Feeling ugly is worse
than feeling stupid and hungry combined. But let
me first ask you an important question. Are you?
Really. Are you? Are you actually ugly, or are you
one of those pretty girls who goes around whining
about your two pimples and asking if your size 1
ass looks fat in jeans three sizes too small?
Shit, even Gandhi would have muffin-top in jeans
like that. I have nothing but contempt for hot
girls who go around grunting about how ugly they
are just to get people to tell them they’re
pretty. Ugliness is a serious problem, and what
you’re doing is disgusting. You’re like
someone with a twisted ankle calling herself a
‘cripple’ for sympathy points. Basically, if
you’re more Madonna than Medusa, you can just
shut your full, perky lips. You sicken
me.
On the other hand if you’re
actually hideous or even just slightly repulsive,
my heart goes out to you. It would be great if we
lived in a world where you were judged by the size
of your heart, not the size of your ass. It would
also be nifty to live in a world without war, a
two-day work week, and free magical unicorn rides
on your birthday. Unfortunately, here in reality
the pretty people have it so much better. And you
have to pay for those birthday unicorn
rides.
The good news is that anyone can
get hotter. The bad news is that you probably
won’t. You already know what you need to do to
turn up your physical attraction thermostat a few
degrees. Do you need to eat less crap? Pluck more
hair? Start taking regular showers? You know
exactly what you should do. You just don’t feel
like doing it. So instead, you go buy some new
shoes and a self-help book you read two chapters
of before it winds up wedged under the broken end
of your dresser. (At least it helps to level out
something.)
If you’re too lazy to
change, too poor to get that nose job, or too
clueless to buy clothes you look good in,
there’s only one thing you can do: Own it.
Whatever it is that makes you ugly, pretend like
that’s your greatest attribute. This isn’t
some feel-good crap about loving yourself before
others can love you. That’s not true. You just
have to fake that you love yourself . Just
pretend, and if you tell that lie enough it will
start to become true. Lying is the best way to
solve many of life’s problems. When you can’t
buy your way out, lie your way out. Remember that,
and you’ll be a giant, hairy, hook-nosed,
pimply, flat-chested, stinky goddess. I’ve got a
boner for you already.
"It seems like my dog really loves me. He
cuddles in my bed and gets excited when I get
home. My girlfriend says he's just sucking up to
me for food. What do you think?" - Ronnie, Los
Angeles

Don’t worry Ronnie. Your dog truly loves you. He
also loves the smell and taste of his own ass. He
loves chewing up your new phone, knocking over the
trash and peeing on the couch during your dinner
party. I’d say the real question is: Do you love
him? Or is he just a substitute for that baby you
never had? Come to think of it, do your parents
really love you or is their affection just a
vestigial biological, evolutionary chemical
reaction in your brain to help the species
survive. Kind of like the evolutionary reaction
that makes you piss your pants when you’re
scared.
Humans fall in love for all the
wrong reasons. Why deny your dog that same right?
If you can love a man for his Porsche, his
rock-hard abs or because he’s friends with a
member of Pearl Jam, let your dog love the hand
that feeds him - no questions asked. It’s not
like he has the option to dump you. (Although if
he dumped ON you enough it would probably do the
trick.) And after all, you’ve cut his balls off
and locked him inside all day. He doesn’t need
to hunt or fuck or burrow. Food is the center of
his life. So, yeah. Your dog probably loves you
because you feed him. But he doesn’t know that
and you shouldn’t care. It's your girlfriend's
motives I'd be suspicious of.
