Quick correction

Okay — quick correction because I am not above being publicly wrong. I wrote that long, embarrassing Chick-fil-A post about seeing Cherry, Brat, and Tryphena. It got weird and loud and slightly unhinged (my bad), so here’s the pared-down, less theatrical truth — and some sincere apologies. To Tryphena: I boxed you into a gag — “three-eyed” as if that explained everything about you. That was lazy, reductive, and dumb. You are way weirder, wilder, and more human than my single joke could contain. Sorry for flattening you into a prop 📦. I meant to capture the uncanny aura, not reduce a person to a one-note bit. To Cherry: I implied you’d ever write “ur” instead of “you’re.” That was disrespectful and hilariously wrong. You have standards — editorial, aesthetic, spiritual. Apologies. Also: congrats again on Celebs 4 - Duos. Big flex. To Brat: you can still fuck off. (Not sorry.) Look, I was starstruck and trying to be funny and mostly succeeded at being an idiot. I blew the moment up into a meme in my head and then tried to share it like it was art. It wasn’t. I’ll be better: fewer assumptions, fewer reductive jokes, more nuance. And if I ever see any of you again, I’ll either keep my mouth shut or ask for the correct quote first.