Benjamin King is so dumb. Boring stuff, boring stuff. Life experience. Daytime job. Degree. Master’s degree. Etc. He publishes Bronson Pinchot fan fiction and healthy and fun recipe ideas for kids at He likes trousers, robots, Russian torture sluts, high fives, and re-enacting “Yes, Dear” season one episodes in his backyard. He hates tap-dancing. God, what else do you want to know? He feels like this is all getting a bit too personal.