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Tropes associated with Soulless Art Lover
- Acceptable Targets: Everyone.
- Brutal Honesty:
- Camp Straight
- Chivalrous Pervert: I have shades of this.
- Deadpan Snarker:
- Dysfunctional Family: Either in fandom and in reality, I've always said my family is a twisted combination of the Romanos from Everybody Loves Raymond and the Titus family of Titus. We argue like the Romanos, but we have too many felony convictions to be exactly like them. Yet we have too few felony convictions to be like the Titus'. We have everything in my family. Alcoholism, drug abuse, mental illness, my dad's side of the family is Baptist (*shudder*).
- Evilly Affable: I've been told my callous disregard for the feelings of others is part of my charm.
- Go Look At The Distraction: A friend of mine wanted to grab his girlfriend's breast and shouted "Hey, look! A distraction", complete with finger point too which everyone, myself included, turned our heads to see what he was pointing at.
- Heterosexual Life-Partners: My best friend and I.
- Ho Yay: Once again, My best friend and I. He certainly brought up a good case for it when he said "We do our best work in bed."
- Jerkass: I am this in spades. I once made a cancer joke shortly before remembering that a friend's father died of cancer. I still went ahead with even more cancer jokes after the fact.
- Jerk With A Heartof Gold: Despite that I have my moments of humanity. I usually save this for my pets and the young members of my family. All though they'll soon start mouthing off to me and I'll have no use for them.
- Knight in Sour Armour:
- Large Ham: I LIVE AND BREATH THIS TROPE!
- Pervert Dad: My father's been married and divorced four times
- Sir Swears-a-Lot: My best friend has stated I can make a sailor blush.
- Surrounded by Idiots: At work.
- The Ditz: While I can't stand stupid people, I am completely clueless to the most blatantly obvious.
- The Münchausen: I always begin a lesson with the words "Let me tell you a story...", and chances are, I'm either exaggerating or I'm telling the truth.
- This little gem was created when my 19-year old best friend got engaged. I said "Let me tell you a tragic story about marriage. My father. The End!"
- The Woobie: I've verbally and emotionally abused by an alcoholic step-father (he has since quit drinking and knows he's an asshole), was the victim of rumors in high school regarding my sexuality, had money stolen from me by step-sister, have had no real relationship with a woman ever while my loser friends managed to find people, my parents divorced when I was a year old and my father is an insensitive lout who asked me point-blank if I was going to my grandfather's funeral (I was 11!!). I've also had a rusty screw wedge itself in between the bones that connect my ankle and my foot while mowing the grass, suffered from a torsion in a place I'd rather not mention, and am obsessive-compulsive and suffer my generalized anxiety. Not as brutal as most, but still...Why am I not killing hookers with a spork?
- Third-Person Person: I frequently refer to myself in the third person. I use my birth name, although my niece's father has the same name and he's in jail. Really makes the whole shtick look bad. So, I've added a "The —-" in front of my name when referring to myself.
- Voice Types: Speaking voice is tenor, yet my theater and singing voices are baritone.
