I FINALLY saw Wes Anderson's Fantastic Mr. Fox tonight, and it was so cussing awesome, I can't cussing believe I didn't see it sooner. I think the world's most scrumdiddlyumptious storyteller himself would have been pleased with this adaptation, and it sounds like his wife agrees:
I know I'm about eight months behind on this, but I don't cussing care. Here's a behind-the-scenes look at how it was made.
I'm also thrilled to finally have a solution to my F-bomb problem. From here on out, it's going to be cuss this and cuss that. As my friend Arec would say, let's make that a thing.