The Menacing Weenie

Ex (a.k.a. the menacing weenie, metro-wanna-be, MW) can basically be summed up easily by several short descriptions of odd and annoying behaviors. He showered in our bathtub with dual faucets on his knees because it "feels good that way", he picked his nose obsessively while driving because he couldn't see me in the passenger seat, and he called men he did not know "boss man" and women "doll". Shall I say more? It makes me shudder thinking I spent three years with a jackass like that. I believe I was lobotomized during that time.