In preparation to tell a joke, I asked my brother if he’s very well versed in internet culture.
He says he is chronically online. I know this to be true.
I ask if he’s versed in tumblr culture specifically.
He says yes.
Then my joke should land. I tell the joke.
I then have to spend the next several minutes explaining why I used the phrase “apollo’s dodgeball” because he was not, in fact, versed in that entire meme format and history. I had to go back pretty far before it was coherent to him.
dedede bought weed from magolor and was like Hooooly crap meta knight you gotta try this… The skunkiest stank stank I’ve ever smoked… and meta knight opens the ziploc bag and smells it and it’s clearly mrs dash italian seasoning
When I see people sharing so much of their kids' lives, I think about that one time my child told a joke, I shared that joke with ONE FRIEND in a private conversation, and my child said "can you please ask me next time, before you tell people something about me?"
And, yes, I absolutely should. So I apologized, and now I ask.
"I love that video of you, can I show it to a friend?"
"Can I tell a friend about how clever you were just now?"
"Can I share this in the family group chat?"
"Can I show your art to grandma and grandpa?"
And it's not like my kids don't like when I share their jokes and puns and fun moments. They love it! But they want to have control over what I share with people. Even without their faces or their names. Even people we know and trust.
Thinking about how Magolor's electric ball attacks look nothing like any other instances of electricity in the games that I can recall (particularly in Star Allies), but do resemble Gooey's Dark Laser attacks quite a bit
I still want to know what sort of planetary alignment had to happen so that "Neil banging out the tunes" and Neil Cicierega's first YouTube video being uploaded fell on the exact same day and year