“I’m somewhat socially inept. Slide me between two strangers at any light-hearted jamboree and I’ll either rock awkwardly and silently on my heels, or come out with a stone-cold conversation-killer like, “This room’s quite rectangular, isn’t it?” I glide through the social whirl with all the elegance of a dog in high heels” —Charlie Brooker (via irishrambler)
special place in my heart for the situation.
“They make it seem like a social issue, like you see someone stand up on a talk show and say, ‘How am I supposed to explain to my child that two men are getting married?’ Eh, I don’t know, it’s your shitty kid, you fucking tell him, why is that anyone else’s problem? Two men are in love but they can’t get married because you don’t want to talk to your ugly child for five fucking minutes?” —Louis CK (via tardytardis)