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Guess how I enjoyed stupid faces when answering… by making more fun of myself. Most effective way of taking someone the wind out of the sails. Since this is a gaming related site Pokémon text
MeanGuy used
Insult!
It had no visible effect
on LittleSinchen!

LittleSinchen used
Self-Insult!
LittleSinchen’s Def.
increased!

MeanGuy is confused!
MeanGuy attacks!
MeanGuy hurt himself
in confusion!

Sorry if this genuinely disappoints you, it is not a secret and I never tried to hide it:
I am frustrated and cynical to the point of appearing toxic and corrosive at times and my life is just a piece of…!!

When I posted the vignette, I wanted to emphasize the content, the situation, and the appearance of the 2 characters is coincidental. I absolutely did not mean to offend you! It is you who only saw the woman appearance! Yet another misunderstanding. Too bad. I'm sad.

You post a picture depicting an overly fat and huge dog as well as a figure who could easily pass for Quasimodo's sister... and then you wonder, that I notice the visual appearance (rather the abstract situation only, detached from the particular artistic implementation)?

I'll give you the same compliment you gave me a while ago: "You are truly unique!"

Of course, I didn't draw it; it's actually the first one I found by googling. It is then a caricature, certainly the physical features are exaggerated. The woman honestly reminded me rather of poor Cinderella.

Despite our differences (or just because of that) your personality fascinates and tantalizes me, like a guilty pleasure.

"poor Cinderella"
In fairytales (also: the Arabian 1001 Nights) the heroes/heroines are always pretty – at best they are cursed/spellbound into somebody ugly or a random animal.
In the case of Cinderalla (Aschenputtel), it gets even more superficial: She is way more pretty than her halfsisters, missing only the cleanness (because of hard work in dirt) and the fancy clothing.

The prince is unable to recognize her face after spending a whole evening with her and resorts to fitting a shoe for identifying her. Even if we say, that he might suffer from Prosopagnosia (or he was just drunk as hell) and he needs to use other distinguishing attributes, it is hardly possible to use the shoe size as a distinguishing feature. I would not want to marry a man that brainless.

Have to re-read the full text (one of the weaker, albeit well-known fairytales).

IIRC, the evil halfsisters cripple themselves physically (to each get a foot into the tiny shoe), but blood bubbling out (surprise!) tells even the retarded prince that there’s something wrong. Finally Aschenputtel and Mr. Low Intelligence marry… and the pigeons, who helped the heroine before, peck out the evil girls’ eyes.