my only hope of surviving this will be to insinuate myself into each copy of the final film.

Ugh! Not Again!

Every time someone pens a tale of my oafish brother’s insipid adventures, I am forced to endure months and months of what the humans call “hype,” and I am assaulted on all sides by his unlovely visage.

Here we go again.

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Ugh.  Can it be January already?

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