Bad habits? I think we can all agree that men are pigs.
We leave the toilet seat up.
We sit around, our hands firmly clenched on our nether regions, apparently terrified our balls may take a hike or something.
C'mon. Who hasn't spent a minute or two making sure one's nares are clear of obstructions? Since you can't pick your friend's nose . . .
If I could have taken a picture of farting, I probably would have. It's tasteless, but I think it has aesthetic and social value. . .
I think Lisa's choice isn't "bad" at all. He types defensively . . .