I know how I SHOULD feel about this…
but they do make me laugh.
it’s like when someone dresses a monkey up in a funny outfit and they dance around for bananas or some shit.
they have no idea why we’re laughing, but they get treats, so they don’t care if what they’re doing is ridiculous and demeaning to other monkeys.
and neither do we.
because that shit is funny.
talking animals don’t belong in that movie.