Duh, doh, chocolate is like an enzyme enhanced mouse

Earlier tonight, I watched Forrest Gump. It made me cry and reaffirmed itself as one of the greatest motion pictures ever, at least in my mind's eye. Again, I am not sure why. I could have a fetish for retarded protagonists, really, would that be too suprising? It is a much better line of rationale than the alternative: I am a bit retarded, therefore I have a strong inkling for those like me, especially those who still manage to live grandiose lives.

Mommy always did call me a retarded fat-ass, and mommy does know best.

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