If my friends had to pick three words to describe me....Okay, most of them probably haven't heard of the word "Snarky", I guess it doesn't pierce much out of the interweb.

6'10, black hair, always described as 'the snarky one' before anyone even thinks about my height. Considering I'm female and that tall, that's just confusing.

Holy crow, tall is right! *is 5'6 and hates it*

As an ice skater who is surrounded by short people, this troper becomes this whenever she goes to the rink. At home or school, I'm just normal-height, dark, and snarky. One of my friends once introduced me to someone as 'Here's Rachel, you'll like her, she's a sarcastic bitch.'

Dark of hair and eye, sarcastic to the point of being kind of a jerk, and - well, not tall, but I wear boots with thick soles.

If I was tall, I would fit this trope like a glove. Alas, I got my mom's height genes... i.e. the ones that say "you're short; deal with it."

This troper has none of these attributes but it makes me pretend I'm cool and not simply a jerk if I apply this trope to me.

This troper is deeply in love with a tall, dark, and snarky young man she met at college. Jet-black hair and dark eyes? Check. Tall, lithe, intellectual, and looks sexy in glasses? Check. Deep, deadpan voice and clever, sardonic wit? OH SO VERY CHECK. Being the very handsome boy he is I wasn't the only gal with a crush, but I was definitely the only one uncomfortable with openly expressing it. Ironically, it's only since he's graduated and moved across the country that I finally realized it's way more than a passing crush (especially after learning he's much more than what he seems). That, and being a hopeless Type II Kuudere does not help. Sigh.