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[li]5’9", 165 lbs, caucasian[/li][li]Dark brown hair, cut short but not crew cut, parted on the left; brown eyes[/li][li]physically fit but not overly muscular; should lose about 5lbs from my midsection[/li][li]legs are a little on the shorter side and torso is a little on the longer side[/li][/ul]
When I was a young virgin my nightmares were about snipers, foxes that could talk, and my grandpa.
My grandpa doesn’t have black hair, so that’s pretty cool either way, I guess.
I am not tall and I am not short. I am not skinny nor fat. Not handsome and not ugly. I have my grandmothers eyes, but I’ve lost them and believe they’re probably in the attic. And my friends have described me as anger in the shape of a man.
Ahh, statuesque. 
If Adrien Brody were 2" taller, 1 year older, had short gray hair, and his eyes were 13% less squinty, he’d be my identical twin.
You see me, you think ‘offensive lineman’.
6’1", 260 Lbs, broad shoulders, 52 inch chest. XXL, through and through.
Shaved head, salt & pepper grey handle bar mustache and soul patch. Surprisingly kind smile. 
I am late 30s, 6-3 185, white, short brown hair with a little grey, blue eyes.
I have a large freckly brown birthmark on my right ribcage.
I’m female, in my later 50s, skinny, gray hair, brown eyes, three tattoos and four piercings in my right ear.
About a month ago I got the most back-handed compliment ever: “I bet you were really hot when you were younger.” 
Sorry, it isn’t possible. I’m freakishly nondescript and always have been. My yearbook photo was an ellipsis. Nobody noticed.
Good for blending in with crowds, and— should I ever feel so inclined— serial murder.
On the short side 5’7". A cross between Ed Harris and Earnest Borgnine. I guess I have a bit of the bad boy look that still lingers in my 65 years as people often buy me drinks when I walk into a bar and assume I like to fight. A lot of woman find me very attractive and a lot of woman find me not attractive at all. muscular build, thinning hair mostly gray with a go-tee and mustache.
Old, wrinkled, about 5’4", usually around 107 lbs or so, graying hair, thick glasses, and have always looked like somebody’s sister or daughter when I was younger, now mother or grandmother. Just a generic aging white woman. I blend in easily. We have lived in this small town for 25 years, and if I’m with my husband most people know me. If I’m not with him, they walk right by and don’t recognize me.
I look quite a lot like this guy (scroll down past the cop to the older party on the left). 6’1", 275 hefty pounds (hefty, hefty, hefty!)
I’ve been told that I look like Gary Dotson, but I don’t see it.
http://www.google.com/url?sa=i&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=images&cd=&docid=ppMRAS233VNGdM&tbnid=ZqrDQxV53oVvFM:&ved=0CAcQjRw&url=http%3A%2F%2Fcognoscenti.wbur.org%2F2014%2F08%2F14%2Fdna-exoneration-gary-dotson-daniel-medwed&ei=LFw8VK__Bpe3yAS9pYCgAw&bvm=bv.77161500,d.aWw&psig=AFQjCNGP3P7TUrLW1Dssw4IeR2anQGA4Ow&ust=1413328282740447
I’ve also been told that I resemble the guys that attacked the visiting coach at a White Sox game, but again, I don’t see it.
I’ve been told that I look like Jim Carey, but I don’t see it.
http://images.askmen.com/galleries/men/jim-carrey/pictures/jim-carrey-picture-2.jpg
I’ve been told that I look like Jesus from South Park. I can kind of buy that.
How YOU doin’? Yes, I’ll be in my bunk.
In less than a year, I’ll be [shudder] 70. My doctor has put me on a new antidepressant. This one has a side effect of lots of dreams. Last night I dreamed I was in an old European town, with narrow, winding streets and lot of identical Korean fast-food places. There’s one special dish that each place is holding for me. Something like breaded chunks of chicken in sauce. I finish it, and proceed to the next restaurant, and have another dish of the same thing. There are other scenes in book store boutiques, something about fucking up at work, something about an elevator. Then the dream switches to Sophia Vergera being the co-Mayor of NYC, along with Giuliani (again). There are people protesting her taking work away from people who really need it. And in the distance there’s a parade of people playing drums.
I awakened to discover several people marching down my street, one of whom was playing a drum. I don’t think I’ve ever dreamed of something that was actually happening in reality at the same time.
But I digress . . .
I’m 5’10", and on a diet, for the first time in ages. I can eat whatever I want, as long as I keep a tally of the calories, not to exceed 1600 per day. The fun part is making it interesting and filling. A daily Healthy Choice frozen dinner, a daily salmon patty with lots of onions and mushrooms, and lots of salads and 0-calorie beverages. I haven’t even been on this diet a week, and already I’m losing weight. I know, water weight at this point, but at 1600 calories, I must be making some real progress.
And I have to walk every day.
The hair on my head is still dark brown, cropped, but my goatee and sideburns are gray. I have a sexy 10" scar from my heart surgery 2 years ago. Green eyes.
On the same day I turn 70, my partner will turn 50. Oy vey.
Lot of green eyes here…I married a pair and birthed another set, and a turquoise pair. Mine are blue, 5-9 with shrinkage, 160 lb, graying dishwater blonde, mustache sparse but mixed gray and brown. No piercings or tatts, just turned 64, and I too have been told I must have been hot a long time ago. I’m pretty nondescript at present and don’t resemble any movie stars.
Elbows halfway up my arms, and the 35 degree rotated c curve in my lumbar spine doesn’t show much.
You folk are the only ones who know about the mustache.
I’m a tall short guy.
Me too. To me in the mirror they always look green. Other people tell me the color changes depending on what I wear. People say they are either green, blue or grey. Sometimes all at once. But I still say green. My daughter has almost the same color eyes.
Tall, fair-skinned, mysteriously handsome and magnetic - Shodan is none of these things.
He is actually a 58 year old white guy with glasses. Dark brown hair, graying at the temples, and with a mostly gray-with-remaining-traces-of-brown moustache. 5’10", about 200 lbs., athletic build. Distinguishing marks; gold loop earring in left ear, scar on upper right lip hidden by moustache, no tattoos. Last seen dressed in a striped blue shirt, plain yellow tie, black dress pants and suitcoat, black loafers.
I have been told I look like a badly-used Jim Carrey. I can kind of see it.
Regards,
Shodan
5’9", 170, 53 years old. Kind of a cross between George Clooney & Ben Affleck, with a beard & glasses. So, I’m an aging, hipster Batman.
Apparently I look like Michael Jackson. Grr.