Once, at a show at the Troubadour, I spotted a “normal” dude in a hoodie and jeans amongst all the alt-bros. I had the overwhelming urge to go up and give him a hug. Why? Because just the sight of him made me so comfortable. Same thing happens at the sight of Paul Rudd. This is a dude you could hang out with, wearing sweats in your apartment, drinking Stellas, eating pizza, and watching re-runs of M*A*S*H for hours before making-out (for hours). This man is perfection.
Sidenote: How fucking lucky were they to cast him in Clueless? If it were any other actor it would have just been creepy that the college-aged step-brother hooks up with his 16-year-old former step-sister to take her virginity. But they had Paul Rudd! Way to go, Cher!