The Real Slim Shady is a good metaphor for the autistic social experience but you wouldn’t understand that unless you were at your little brother’s Halloween party in middle school and you two are doing slim shady karaoke except lots of the words are blank on the screen but it’s not the ones you’d expect?? But it’s fine because you both have all the words memorized. And now the DJ is trying to tell you you can’t say clitoris, but somehow “damn” is fine, which is weird because you KNOW that one is a curse word and so you and your brother spend the rest of the song trying to determine which words you can and cannot say but you still don’t get it right.
You also can’t say “jackin’”

















