I rewatched Wall-E the other day. I forgot just how staggeringly good that movie is. How the hell does every single robot have their own personality. Not to mention how everyone that Wall-E interacts with ends up for the better, after a lil chaos, of course. I cried so many times. I’m 33.
I’d rather service it myself and save my money, and own it so I know that it’s been properly cared for and not shit/cummed in by a dozen people.
Always nice when you and a dozen of your closest friends can get together and shit cum on a fresh car seat.
Funny, I felt the same way about my wife, but she surprised me in the end…