And then the princesses. Don't even get me started. You're talking to the girl who in second grade thought she WAS Jasmine, despite her obvious lack of a palace, dark hair, and a tiger. Sigh. These heroines who have nothing better to do with their lives than find the perfect guy, fall in love, and live happily ever after...they make me sick. Granted, Cinderella had a pretty crappy life previously, so I'll give her a pass, but I don't like her much either. What what her little animal friends dressing and cleaning with her. Cuckoo. Anyway, these women not only have their lives going for them, but they're all perfectly beautiful and skinny and drive in the point that, if you're hot enough, the world is yours.
There are the Disney characters I love (and don't get me wrong, I love them ALL, no matter how frustrated I get), probably because they're not human and improbable...they're just..improbable and wonderful. For example, Iago from Aladdin, perfect villain, annoying yet entertaining, lovable and hatable at the same time. Genie and Abu from Aladdin as well, I could just go on about that movie forever--I do adore it. Timon and Pumbaa who are the debatably the greatest duo of all time and never fail to keep you laughing, Dory, Simba (who, twisted as it is, is still quite the attractive lion), the list goes on.
Oh Walt, you did impact my childhood, and you improved it if only for the fact that you introduced me to musicals. You just also destroyed my shot at satisfaction in marriage, permanently lowered my self-esteem, and have lessened the amount of love I can give to any average parrot, meerkat, or big pig I run across. I can't decide wether to thank you for years of entertainment or slap you for distorting my view of the world.
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