tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36456483.post7029878775008512106..comments2023-05-10T07:15:35.248-06:00Comments on From the Mixed Up Files of Happy Fun Pants...: Her cackles raise my hacklesHappy Fun Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16764438670187538319noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36456483.post-55833154937002133142009-10-12T12:06:57.691-06:002009-10-12T12:06:57.691-06:00Ah the dreaded laugh. This is a little off topic,...Ah the dreaded laugh. This is a little off topic, but kind of related. Back in the day when I was looking for a significant other I used to have a list of character traits I thought were desirable in a girl, and another list of undesirable traits to avoid. The undesirable traits could be offset if they had enough desirable traits to counter balance them.<br /><br />The number one worst trait was a bad laugh. I could overlook most annoying habits or traits, but a bad laugh was usually a deal breaker, though it depended just how bad their laugh was, and just how good their other traits were. The ratio was a little something like this.<br /><br />1. If they had a bad laugh they'd have to be pretty hot.<br /><br />2. If they had a horrible laugh they'd have to be pretty hot and have a <i>very</i> good personality.<br /><br />3. If they had an absolute hideous laugh that made me want to stick my finger in my eye, they'd have to be ridiculously hot, be a neuroscientist gymnast, and be the most interesting woman in the world. Even then, I'd only give it about 3 months. <br /><br />My wife is a lucky woman.It's just MEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17434235728289507179noreply@blogger.com