My love for Louis Theroux is like no other. He’s so babelike and bespeckled and his hair is bad which I like and he does fun stuff with his life. My favorite is how he gets answers from people. Sometimes, after he asks a question, he just remains silent and the person he is talking to tries to fill the awkward silence with words and then that’s how Louis Theroux gets people to admit to and/or own up to things.
He’s so smart and funny and has that ever-so-slightly Aspergersesque quality that I really find attractive in a man. I mean, I don’t find Aspergers attractive, but I find Asperger-like qualities endearing. Whatever. I know what I mean. i don’t care if you don’t know what I mean.
Related: Is there a Napoleon Complex for people with awful last names? Because I think a comparison can be made for Hans Ass-burgers. You can’t just take a disorder and be like “this is a lesser version of this disorder” and then name it after yourself. It’s still the same thing! IT’S STILL THE SAME THING! THIS MAKES ME REALLY ANGRY!