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Random anecdote:

I remember that once my mum asked me what is my type, or, what would I like in a romantic partner. My aunt was there, her sister, that is a year older than me, and she showed interest in the answer I would say.

I showed them both a gif of Lockwood, said that he was my latest fictional crush, and this is how It went;

My mum: really? He's too skinny.

My aunt: yes. If you got to lay in his chest, the boy would broke. Like a spaghetti. Look at his face.

Me: I look at him and I like him and I will not apologize.

My mum: he British?

Me: yes.

My mum: then you can like him all you want. You'l never met him after all.

My aunt: 😧

Me: 🙂

My mum: 😁

In a nutshell, they dont approve my taste.

My family has a signed picture from Tim and Eric on our counter, and when I was little I thought they were our extended family members. I felt bad for wondering why they were so weird looking. I always resented them because i wondered why they never came to visit us but felt thankful they wanted to have a part of them with us (the signature) and i wondered about them my whole childhood and why no one ever talked about them. Dad had put it away 4 years ago (i was 10). I completely forgot about them until recently, but dad put it back out and i am realizing it’s fucking Tim and Eric from the Tim and Eric awesome show great job