Ninsy's post led to a discussion in our house about Bubba Ho-Tep, which I am currently D/Ling. I commented about my love for Bruce- of which the hubby is well aware- which led him to proclaim:
"I figured out your type, you like thick-necked, weird-nosed, dirty , mentally-disturbed comedians!"
After which he proclaimed:
"At least I am three for five."

I suppose after surveying my "list" (which assumes that the ravages of time is not an issue) he has a point.

How sad is it that my husband figures out my "type" before I do?