Meet the Robinsons is a fucking awesome movie. It's taken me three days to finish it, but I cried at least 3 times, and laughed a lot and overall was left feeling like MAYBE people weren't huge pieces of shit. Way to go, Disney. You can still charm this old bitch.
But Meet the Robinsons made me realize something. And that something is that I have the capability to find a computer animated 13 year old kid mildly attractive while I'm drunk. And for that, I hate you so much Disney. So much.
Although, if I lived in the world of NBC, that would be enough to make Detective Stabler come after me for being a pervert, and I would love nothing more than that, because that guy can cuff me and "read me my rights" any time. So maybe, Thanks Disney?
(Also I love how fucking quotes around a word make it seem filthy.)
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