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In my travels as a love columnist and self-esteem coach, I hear a common refrain.

Women with natural hair are complaining that men are not attracted to their afro-textured coifs, and women with synthetic weaves and chemically straightened hair are complaining that men are repelled by the artifice.

When selecting a mate, I tend to follow evolutionary guidelines and go for the guy who looks like he could survive the next Ice Age — which basically means the hairier, the better.

The men I love resemble two-parts Caveman Clooney plus one part Disney Beast, and I will gladly be his guest.

You haven't really lived until you've dated a man with a hairy chest.

The first time he reveals his locks of love it's the absolute best moment.

She recieves daily faxes from suitors the world over and she knows the exact opening hours and addresses of the Chinese restaurants that serve imported lobster Szechuan style, which goes extremely well with a light, yet fruity French white wine, slightly chilled, and remember to tip the waiter 10%. You are different than all the nice smelling young men she's known. Nor has she been busted for possession by the same cop in Alabama, dropped out of the same University, belonged to your voodoo cult, nor ever watched The Brady Bunch. You can't tell a Hungarian girl that you are a tourist. And while the local Joe gets to home after two dates, you will have to wait longer. You will have to compose yourself with a lot more chilvalry and charm than Western girls demand. You compliment her looks, her clothes, ask attentively about her day at work. At the same time, all this hoopla is designed to get you a few old fashioned rewards.

It is a woman’s right to choose to do whatever she wishes with her beloved tresses.

Lately, however, the topic of hair care has entered the conversation around relationships.

] By Dork Zygotian As one walks down the street in Budapest, a common reaction that many visitors have as they gaze at the physical perfection of Hungarians is "Gee! This information is aimed at men, those slaves of testosterone who carry their brains in two neat little bundles between their legs. All Hungarian men are charming, enchanting, good-looking, and completely unintelligible if you don't speak Hungarian.

I wish the human race were transformed into cute little rodents whose only aim in life was to have continuous, lusty, mindless animal couplings at every opportunity, hundreds of times each day! Women who are visiting often ask "Are there any available Hungarian men? Rex Harrison crooned it best, in My Fair Lady, "Oozing charm from every pore/ He oiled his way across the floor/ Never have I seen a ruder pest/ than that hairy hound from Budapest." Men, however, must take a different approach to attract the wily Magyar leány. " Other communications were made by rubbing anything else.

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