Once when I was 11 I was at home by myself so I watched Shrek four times in a row.
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Good thing I watched this on the 3rd of October. Came this close to failing No Simp September. RIP to people who don't want to rail knife maniacs but I'm different.
Extended pandemic lockdowns already got me sniffing under the rug and in between the couch cushions for spare scraps of serotonin, so seeing these murder maniacs chase people around, stab them, and turn them into wax statues was a one-hit-kill in terms of instances where I hyperfixate on undoubtedly…