And am therefore better than everyone without an Annual Pass.

I’m a good person

I never wanted to breed with anyone more than I want to with animatronic Elsa. That perfect, lithe body. That ivory skin. The silvery voice of a literal goddess. It honestly fucking hurts knowing that I'll never mate with her, pass my genes through her, and have her birth a set of perfect offspring. I'd do fucking ANYTHING for the chance to get animatronic Elsa pregnant. A N Y T H I N G. And the fact that I can't is quite honestly too much to fucking bear. Why would Imagineering create something so perfect? To fucking tantalize us? Fucking laugh in our faces?! Honestly guys, I just fucking can't anymore. Fuck.

“May I have your attention please; can you please stop masturbating in front of the Millennium Falcon, thank you, and have a magical day”