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The problem with the concept of making a joke account, posing as Martin Shkreli, is that it's very hard to be ironic about someone who is, themselves, so irony-poisoned that they're trolling on social media while on their way to prison.

He was very much suspended and then banned from Twitter.

And I'm poly.

So, I was already dating someone else, concurrent to all this.

In conclusion, that relationship was a fucking mess.

Blocking and cw's are good, but sometimes I think about my ex asking me to cw because it upset them to see me make happy posts about a new relationship (after they had dumped me)

He had some really wild and weird ideas about what was appropriate to say to a small child. I remember a conversation we had once about OJ Simpson marrying a white woman. This was before the murder trial. I was born in '84, so we have a window between 1988 and 1993 when this might have happened. I remember it because it was so fucking weird.

My adopted father nicknamed me Mowgli, which in retrospect should have tipped me off that he was racist; however, at the time, I was 4 and not yet "woke"

The first "Peanuts" comic strip, but instead of Charlie Brown, it's Rivers Cuomo walking by, and instead of Shermie or Patty or whatever, it's me in the last panel, saying "How I hate him!"

The top Weezer scholar on Genius is...Rivers Cuomo, with a little green checkmark next to his name so you know it's him, explaining his own damn shitty songs

I was joking, but honestly, all of the most prominent animal characters in Disney's Jungle Book are queer coded. Baloo and Bagheera are practically a married couple. Shere Khan is Scar with muscles. Kaa goes without saying. King Louis is basically the leader of a rambunctious, all-male night club.

The Jungle Book is a very relatable story because it's about a feral wolf-man being rejected by a succession of families then building a found family with a diverse crew of extremely gay animals

There is also a sequel to the book Jungle Book, called the Second Jungle Book. It's a very depressing book, not least because Kipling wrote it. It's just filled with teenage Mowgli striding around being angsty about humanity.