Twitter is where your childhood and celebrity crushes go to die, resurrect like Romero zombie and bite you right in the feels. When Kal Penn came out as a supporter of NYC’s Stop and Frisk and the racist ideology behind it I was forced to give up my teenaged dreams of him one day touching my heart and dick punching my cervix.
My reaction to his tweets, were emotional to say the least. I invite you to the theatre of my mind as I went through al the stages of grief when your shows his ass as a bigot apologist. By friendly request I’ve storyfied my break down.