The internet makes me happy because it tells me I wasn't the only small child thinking that eventually all the teddy ruxpins would could become self aware and erupt from landfills (we were so lower middle class and I had three of the fuckers (and a Grubby!) cuz they kept breaking down like creepy....omg i just had a tremor, moving on!) going on an endless killing spree.
That and life is all a fucking insane dream. One where you really have to watch the fuck out! :)
