Yeah, but she's got a great personality.

In the land of boob jobs and eating disorders, being witty or having a decent personality falls somewhere on the list between "no stretch marks" and "cute toes." And while I've been told that men extoll the virtues of intellect and snappy repartee, at the end of the day those big words and funny comebacks better be pouring out of a pair of beestung (collagen enhanced) lips and a knockout (surgically altered) body, otherwise they're outta here and headed for the Spearamint Rhino.

Is that really the case? Are men indeed purely visual? Understandably, because 90% of the female population in LA are former prom queens and beauty pageant contestants all vying for fame and fortune (translation: a reality show gig), guys are pretty spoiled by the eye candy out here. So it's tough to get a straight answer from someone who has a permaboner from the moment they go out to get coffee. So what's the deal, people? I'd like to hear from the rest of you who are more grounded in reality and from a planet called "Earth." Does personality and/or smarts count for anything? Or should I take that money I've been saving up for my Masters degree in physics and buy myself a pair of double-D's?