When I was a kid, my dad had a little action figure…if I remember correctly it was the shape of a bunny or bear…and it would draw me pictures while I wasn’t looking on this tiny sketch pad. I really believed it was the figure drawing the pictures.
This actually reminds me of a documentary I was watching about gorillas for drama (Tarzan! HOLLA!), and I was completely floored at how docile as fuck they are, and how human like their mannerisms are… No, wait, I should say how gorilla like our mannerisms are. Yeah, that’s better. They were here first. Anyways, in those moments, I had never wanted to snuggle a gorilla more. That is all.