Dating and relationships are an easy thing. In Hollywood, with little pressure at "work", love and life are breezey ezxperiences for these glorified talking models (exception of the under-medicated/educated Brittany Spears & Lindsay Lohan). The moment the rich and beautiful grow tired of their significant others its pretty easy to just split and pick their next mate from the pretty and interesting people buffet.
Speaking of buffets, the fuglies and poor have at least one thing really easy...dating. The poor are too concerned about where the next meal is coming from to have time to complain their boyfriend talks on the phone with their friends too much, assuming they have a prepaid cell phone. And fuglies, it is an unbelievable experience to hear a fugly describe their boyfriend or girlfriend. By some miracle all fugs at some point find the perfect guy or girl. He or she is always the best, most considerate, and caring mate you will ever hear about. Could this really be true, did the fuglies at a young age really have to develop into such spectacular people to survive? No way, fugs are just so happy they found someone that will have sex with them or go out in public with them that they are able to look past all the annoying irritating stuff that those with options usually make us say sayonara.
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