Once I dated a guy who was really popular in high school when I was a loser. Except we had graduated five years prior and he lived at home with his parents and refused to get a job because he would rather drive around the cul-de-sac, sip luke-warm malt liquor and listen to shitty mix cds. He called himself a musician.

It was a rebound ego boyfriend, but I didn’t know it at the time. It was a terrible reason to date a guy, and I knew it. We had nothing in common, his breath smelled like Winstons and he liked to collect neon-colored rabbit legs. Did I mention we had nothing in common?

There are plenty of stupid reasons to date a guy. Here are the 9 dumbest: