My very first crush wasn't John Stamos or Leonardo DiCaprio; it was Prince Eric. I knew then and there I would one day marry someone with jet black hair, blue eyes, dimples and an affinity for badass breeches.
As I got older, my palate grew to include some real men, -- namely those I saw on TV in the movies -- but I never did quite get over my Prince Eric crush.
He might've been dumber than whatever lingers under the sea, but he was fine as f*ck and I totally would've played Ursula's game and kicked silly Ariel to the curb.
Seeing as F*ck, Marry, Kill is hands down the modern version of MASH, we knew it was necessary to play it with our very first crushes ever: Disney princes.
Choose your poison carefully, ladies. Unless you want a prince to rescue you, then by all means, poison away!
The no name guys: Prince Ferdinand, Prince Charming, Prince Phillip
The not really princes: Aladdin, Flynn Rider, John Smith
To be fair, both Aladdin and Flynn eventually become princes and we're all about that. Strive for the stars, gentlemen.