“king charles” im not calling a real person that it’s 2026
if that fucking guy must be referred to, then “Mr. Charles Windsor” is the highest level of formality I’m giving him, and frankly I’m not sold on the Mister bit. eat my ass charlie boy
The masculine gaze is a man saying Daniel Craig has “let himself go” after seeing the new Knives Out film as if I wasn’t admiring his Cuban heels and lovely three-piece suits and thinking to myself he looked better than he did in James Bond
At a playdate, the playdatee’s younger sibling is telling me about local man-eating tigers and I am asking supportive questions because that’s how you a) support conversational skills development and b) tease truly magnificent weirdo stories out of the babble of social lies. The playdatee comes by and in typical older sibling fashion says
“Hey, he’s lying. In case you didn’t know.”
“She knows” says my child, “she just pretends to believe people who are lying to be nice. CLASSIC my mom.”
Young man you are only six years old come back here and explain how you know that. I mean don’t I have to get this conversation about a tiger eating someone’s head at the trampoline park back on track but I WILL be circling back.
