.... until they kill us all.
Here's a couple of short, yet entertaining promo clips for Pixar's upcoming movie, "WALL-E". I should point out that I've avoided every Pixar movie since Toy Story 2, mainly due to a long and complicated gripe I have with someone who has nothing to do with Pixar... which is just a nice way of saying that I am barely-sane, and petty. However, my love for antropamorphized machines supercedes my pettiness... and my love for actual human beings to boot. As you can see, I have a few issues. But lets disregard them, and watch cute, robotic antics. That way the issues can retreat back inside their cave, and continue to fester, ultimately resulting in filling my body to the brim with cancer before I reach age 30. Just as God intended.
Damn. I just know that little guy is too cute to survive this movie. Aaaaaand, yet again, I will be forced to pretend that the flood of hysterical tears that will inevitably flow when I see this movie is, in fact, being caused by the near-toxic level of testosterone flowing through my rippling abs... and not the fact that I'm a big wuss. First dates are always fun.
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