Merlin, you spent half an hour last night telling me, in no uncertain terms, that you did not, in fact, wanked to A Christmas Carol when you were fourteen. You said the word wank so much, with gestures I might add—as if I didn’t know what wanking was—that you have forever ruined this timeless, wonderful, tale that was, until last night, free of any masturbation connotations. So really, what’s another classic tale bastardised by queers and ill-timed teenage wank jobs?
And This Is How I See You by emjayelle







