Goddammit, Chelsea Peretti, I keep telling you to leave me alone! You’re with Jordan now! You have a kid! It just isn’t meant to be!
Anyway… do I like a big, honking schnoz? No. Nor do I like wonky-looking tits, or a unibrow, or cankles like fire hydrants. They’re good for entertainment value, sure, but they’re not aesthetically or erotically pleasing. Then again, girls are more than their worst features, y’know?
Not much more, mind you.
But more.