Meet Dan Rochkind. He’s that fella up there who has decided to give up on “hot girls.”
“I could have [anyone] I wanted,” says Rochkind, now 40 and an Upper West Sider with a muscular build and a full head of hair. “I met some nice people, but realistically I went for the hottest girl you could find.”
Dan Rochkind. That guy?
— He looks like he’s just been surprised by a finger in the butthole.
— He looks like they told him to act natural and he’s so uncomfortable with his own body that they had to have someone position him like a Ken doll.
— He looks like a stand in for the actual attractive dude that could score attractive women.
— He looks like he walks into a clothing store, points to a styled mannequin and says “Just give me that outfit.”
Dan is now engaged to Carly, whose mother set them up after spotting Dan in the gym and apparently thought, “That guy over there on the rowing machine. I want him to fuck my daughter.”
“Dan Rochkind used to date swimsuit models,” the NYPost writes. “But he’s happier now that he’s engaged to a merely beautiful woman.”
A “merely beautiful woman.”
Dan Rochkind thinks he’s slumming it, folks. But Dan is not the only man in New York with a similar problem. This guy also has issues with dating “hot women.”
I dunno: Maybe the “hot women” this guy dates are “empty” and “full of themselves,” because he can only attract hot women who are interested in guys who play the violin shirtless in window displays at rundown city malls.
This article is seriously dumb.
Look: “Hot” is a matter of opinion (except when it comes to Dan Rochkind, who looks like damp velcro penis draped over a leaking radiator). So why belittle the women they refuse to date AND the women they will date by labeling them in a completely derogatory and subjective manner?