laurens i like you a lot

the idea that thousands of people are calling alexander hamilton a slut

calling any founding father a slut

the idea that people are SHAMING Alexander Hamilton for being Such A Slut he is being SHAMED for being such a naughty little tart, SPREADING HIS LEGS FOR EVERYONE IN CONGRESS

that this was probably prompted by people expression dissaproval for Alexander Hamilton cheating on his wife - that the OP thinks “slut shaming” and “Isnt it gross that he cheated on his wife” are the same thing

Alexander Hamilton has been dead for 210

210 slutty, slutty years

the way that this is presented in such a CHECKMATE SJWS way when they’re talking about a founding father who cheated on his wife and has been DEAD FOR 210 YEARS

the fact that the words “Slutshaming” and “Alexander Hamilton” have been used in the same sentence

i mean just apply what we’d traditionally think of as “slut shaming” to Alexander Hamilton.

His frock coat is too tight, his breaches are so short, have you SEEN how often he powders his wig??? I heard he gave Thomas Jefferson a handy behind the stables AND that he got fingered by John Hancock

Laurens: is this a trap?

Hamilton: just ask

Laurens: why do you love-

They can create an exact replica of a real life thing, I mean that takes some serious skills

They have so much stuff to create before the show

It is really hard to find the needed prop 

They are amazing at doing what they have to do

It is a really hard job, just like any job in the theatre

They are always ready to help backstage with set or costume

THEY ARE REALLY NICE AND CUTE

“I spent 3 hours on this bus stop sign and they ordered a different one. Wow.”

Props tables look so cool I can’t

They always worry that actors won’t take their props

“Okay so we have 20 beer bottles for scene 2. It’s scene 2, only 5 bottles were taken on stage. i HaTe My LiFe.”

Alexander: Oh, um, it’s kinda hard to explain...

Alexander, later: I don’t have a ton of contact with the revolutionaries, but before I left, I hacked into Burr’s email address. So, from time to time, I send him emails. From himself. From the future.

Alexander, reading the most recent email: Burr, today at 8:00 am someone poisons the coffee. Do NOT drink the coffee. More instructions will follow. Cordially, future Burr.

Burr, back at work, immediately after checking email: [looks up in horror as Laurens walks in with coffee in hand]

Burr, smacks hot coffee out of Laurens hand, spilling it everywhere: NO!

Hamilton: Eating a family sized bag of chips.

Washington: That’s a small bag, it’s definitely not family size.

Hamilton: Every bag is family sized if you’re an orphan.

Lafayette: Alexander has been in love with you for years.