March of the Penguins
I got somewhat drunk last night and watched March of the Penguins. I now know that alcohol and nature documentaries don't really complement each other.
I sobbed at about 13 different times and yelled at God/the TV about how rough those poor penguins have it. WAH, WAH, WAH, SADCAKES.
And then after the little baby penguins hatched and were running around all fat and cute and fuzzy, a predator bird swooped in for them while Morgan Freeman was all, "Even though we've already manipulated your emotions by showing you dead baby penguins, we want you to know that other creatures want to eat those penguins. Just watch!"
Kate: "God dammit! Why can't we just leave the penguins ALONE?"
I told Leon that those emperor penguins obviously need more life choices, because no creature would endure months without food, -50 degree temperatures, and dead babies that they had to sit on constantly for, like, four months if they could sit in a zoo somewhere, star in Disney movies, or start a 401(k). And clearly I think I'm just the broad to help them out on this.
That's right; I think I have a future as an Antarctic Interspecies Career Counselor, specializing in emperor penguins. I'll have to check Craig's List about that one.
I sobbed at about 13 different times and yelled at God/the TV about how rough those poor penguins have it. WAH, WAH, WAH, SADCAKES.
And then after the little baby penguins hatched and were running around all fat and cute and fuzzy, a predator bird swooped in for them while Morgan Freeman was all, "Even though we've already manipulated your emotions by showing you dead baby penguins, we want you to know that other creatures want to eat those penguins. Just watch!"
Kate: "God dammit! Why can't we just leave the penguins ALONE?"
I told Leon that those emperor penguins obviously need more life choices, because no creature would endure months without food, -50 degree temperatures, and dead babies that they had to sit on constantly for, like, four months if they could sit in a zoo somewhere, star in Disney movies, or start a 401(k). And clearly I think I'm just the broad to help them out on this.
That's right; I think I have a future as an Antarctic Interspecies Career Counselor, specializing in emperor penguins. I'll have to check Craig's List about that one.