Doesn't get much dorkier than this.
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"I haven't had a haircut in almost two months, even though I am married to a hairdresser. I guess it's like the shoemaker's kids being barefoot.
As a result, my hair is huge. It stands up about four inches off my head, and sort of curls around like Wolverine . . . and not in a cool way.
"Yeah. Scary.
"Anne got a good look at my Marge Simpson-lite hair this morning.
"'Holy crap,' she said, 'your hair is wearing you!'
"'Yeah. I can't seem to make a goddamn appointment with my hairdresser, and despite the Logan look, I can't snikt it off.'
I flexed my hands to show the lack of Adamantium claws.
"'You lost me there,' she said, 'I don't speak nerd, remember?'
"'So if I told you that my huge hair is a 5 point CHA disadvantage, that wouldn't mean anything to you?'
"'No.'
"'And you wouldn't know that I'd mixed D&D rules with GURPS?'
We looked at each other for a moment. 'That's right, baby, you're married to this!' I thought, mentally making a saving throw vs. Irritated Wife."
