If you have a highly-evolved mind like mine, you'll have trouble dealing with the sloppy idiocy of the common person. For example, you would rage at the following magazine cover:
No, it's not that, after over a decade, we're still obsessed with a dead ex-princess too stupid to wear a seatbelt during a high-speed chase. It's the obvious:
|Oh, how horrible!|
|Thank you, Crazy Chinatown Guy.|
Finally, I am sick and tired of Pixar merchandising. I can live with the "Cars" pez dispenser, the "Toy Story" fruit roll-ups, and the "Brave" maxi-pads.
But the "Eve from Wall-E" as a dressed as a mummy for Halloween? That's going too far.