Of course I want a baby fucking Yoda, especially set within a pulpy 70s sci-fi spaghetti Western.
I want that BIG TIME and yes, I also want the accompanying merchandise and to just continue throwing my money from now until the end of time at whatever baby Yoda (that looks like a fucking cuteass tiny green fennec fox) spin-offs, appearances, and storylines that follow The Mandalorian.
I want all of that. I would watch actual hours of Baby Yoda just napping okay, and I would be like “Tight. Here’s my money.”
Like, I swear to God you guys if Baby Yoda talks, I’m gonna lose all my money.
Well done Hollywood, you have my number.
Good work. You took all that big data you’ve collected about me over the years and delivered to the letter what would make me spend my money –
Adorable as fuck Baby Yoda.
“Hey, let’s not release any baby Yoda shit for the holidays so we don’t unintentionally spoil that plot point. It’s not like there’s the internet – which is more or less the very thing we are releasing the show on – and people will be talking about it all over social media and then places where we aren’t releasing it will get pissed and pirate it anyway and …”
—Disney, making a ridiculously stupid decision that makes absolutely no sense
COME ON.
—natalie michelle
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