Have you heard of the movie The Puffy Chair? Here’s a Rotten Tomatoes link to it, if you are so inclined: The Puffy Chair on Rotten Tomatoes
It’s extremely low budget and “indie.” I love movies like this.
However, not everyone is good at making low budget, indie movies. Including the writer and director of this film.
But that’s not really the point of this post. In the film, the main character’s girlfriend baby talks to him. It’s part of her entire passive/aggressive routine. At this point, I’m not sure if I was supposed to be endeared to her or not. She spends half the movie baby talking, and the other half passively and/or aggressively being pissed off at him, and I’ll bet you can tell by the tone of my post that I would rather have had a root canal than sit and listen to her and him(!) baby talk to each other. Ugh, they even mixed it with talking with their mouths full and kissing.
So now we come to the titular aspect of my post: (I use “titular” because one of the reviews linked from RT used that word NONstop to describe the chair, and without irony.)
Do you baby talk to your SO?
Slam me, flame me, take my dinner away, call me rude names like “tittilatinig titular titty twister,” put me in the corner, and/or send me to bed without supper, but here is my opinion on that. It’s sick and wrong.
I think baby talking to a boy/girlfriend is psychologically and pathologically wrong.
I don’t even talk to BABIES like this, much less my SO. I can’t imagine what I would do if my SO spoke to me like that. I imagine be so replused that I’d wretch and writhe and heave.