I dated this girl for about a month. Very nice, great body, a sweet girl. I was watching the TV late one night and started watching the dog show comedy “Best in Show.” My new girl looked way too much like the rich, lesbian, dog-owner lady. Way too much like her. Disturbing! That was it, that was all I would see from then on.

—Scott

Aftermath: I couldn’t even look at her anymore . I told her it was over a nicely as I could about a week later.

He gave me a mix tape with some retarded Boyz II Men song on it because all girls like Boyz II Men. Then he put on “Don’t Cry” by Guns n’ Roses but apologized, on the tape, because it might be too heavy. I thought, “Does this guy does know me at all?” I think he would have spontaneously combusted if I told him I wished he put the Violent Femmes on it instead.

—Cindy

Aftermath: He went back to where he came from across the country and, thank god, things fizzled on their own.

When after he took a shower and shaved, etc…I thought he smelled only of chemicals, and it made me puke a little.

—CC

Aftermath: We divorced 2 years later.

One day I realized that funky smell emanating from my husband was creamed corn.

—Jenn

Aftermath: Sadly, the relationship lasted ten LOOOONG years after that. I finally kicked him to the curb when he carried me across the house by my neck, in front of our child. Should’ve left when he just stunk.

Physically, she was everything I wanted in a woman. Yet her thick Russian accent and her choice of words were holding her back from being a perfect “10.” One evening, we cuddled on the bed and watched TV when I noticed her large hoop earnings. I told her how nice they looked and she immediately responded, “I will make you jump through hoops for me,” in that thick Russian accent. Those words, along with her strong accent, turned me off instantly. Her gorgeous looks couldn’t save her.

—George

Aftermath: Two days after the comment she became the first and only girl I broke up with via text message.