I can’t stop thinking about my dream last night where i was at an international boarding school and i was helping my friend give himself a full makeover and dye his hair blonde because he wanted to start pretending he was American. And the American name he decided to give himself was “Kenny Tender” and i love that so much its a perfect name that I’ve been murmuring to myself all day. Kenny Tender. Kenny Tender. Kenny tender….
I love it when people say that it’s wrong to “support” bad fictional characters because it implies, to me, some kind of literary Charlie Wilson smuggling CIA funded weapons to across the multiverse to the Low Men and servants of The Crimson King.
