My hair brings joy to the masses, my head is touched daily. To me, someone is out of your league when you want to fuck them (or other such things) but they do not find you attractive enough (physically or otherwise) and thus do no share the same feelings.
If a guy EVER referred to me as being "chubs" I would tear his face off... With a crowbar... Then burn it in front of his non-faced body so he KNEW exactly what calling me "chubs" meant.
I've found beer to be the great equalizer of leagues, which is reason #2 on my list of reasons to not trust a person who doesn't drink. Not having beer goggles once in a while is a form of class warfare.