Oh Jesus! What the actual fuck did I just lay my eyes upon? Is it possible to erase memories or at least wash my brain somehow? Because what I have seen cannot be unseen…or unread.
I don't what's worse. The name or the actual pairing. It's me and my little brother, for fucks sake! And it's called Kike! Kike! That's a fucking offensive term to Jews! I mean, it's not like Fatass hasn't already called me that about 3498 times already, but really? Fucking really? Couldn't you have used something less offensively ironic?
Turns out it's also used for Karen and Ike together, which I guess I'm cool with since it, since it's realistic.
But I mean, Ike is adopted, so it's not official incest or anything, but Ike is kinda like a real bro for me, so it feels more like real incest. Besides, he's way fucking younger than me!
And what about Mom? She'd flip a fucking table if that ever happened! Of course, it wouldn't. It just wouldn't. Nope. Nope. Nada.
Why do people even do these things? Really, what's the kick you get from it? I mean, the mushy romance in general is something I don't really do, but gays, incest and whatever-the-fuck-else you can think of? Why?
I don't even know why I'm asking why, because I know already that the answer won't make any sense to me.
But of all people, Ike? Could you have picked anyone worse for me to be with? Knowing my luck, probably.
Ike's a good kid and all, but no, just no. I mean, I'm kinda surprised he doesn't hate me for kicking him all the time and giving him possible brain damage.
Seriously, who thought of this? Who? Who decided, 'Oh hey, let's make Kylie-boo-boo fall in love with his adopted brother in borderline incest! Hurray for drama!'.
Because you, good Sir or Mam, certainly need to rethink your thoughts. Can you even rethink thoughts? I guess I never really thought about the concept…
Ignoring that, what the hell is it with people having this adoration for incest? I mean, really? How would you feel about going all out with your sister or brother? It creeps you out, doesn't it?
Well, it definitely creeps me out. Heck, more or less everything here creeps me out a little at least.