in pursuit of pleasure

I Guess By Now I Thought I’d Be Done With Shame by Franny Choi

They fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had And add some extra, just for you. But they were fucked up in their turn By fools in old-style hats and coats, Who half the time were soppy-stern And half at one another’s throats. Man hands on misery to man. It deepens like a coastal shelf. Get out as early as you can, And don’t have any kids yourself.

victor hugo failed in his duty to visit a psychic before writing it who would have warned him that 150 years in the future his decision to include nine shippable twinks as minor characters in his magnum opus would lead to the development of one of the most insufferable fandoms of the twenty first century

[ID: Seven screencaps from Taskmaster. Kumail Nanjiani sits at a table outdoors, on his phone. The voice at the other end says, "Hello, baby." Kumail replies, "Hey, Emily, I'm on camera. Can you just yell at me?" She yells, "I can't believe how much I love you! Argh!" He says happily, "Yeah, I love you too. Bye." The words "Be shouted at by a woman on the phone" appear in green letters on screen. Later, in the studio, he says, "My wife is not here with me, and when I heard her voice, I got teary-eyed." Greg Davies replies, "God, it's sickening." End ID.]

I fed your talkfruit to my messagepig sorry

Jacob Anderson and Sam Reid for GQ Hype by Huy Luong