The other day my mom asked if i wanted to watch a movie. I said sure, and she recommended that we watch that utter trash that is ratatouille. I immediately grabbed my pistol and shot her in every part of her body 5 times for choosing that movie instead of ratatoing. When i watched this movie, my eyes were opened. I realized my religion sucks, and became a marcelion. I have changed my pronouns to mar/cel, and i am now attracted to mice. I learned how to make every single possible dish in the world by simply stirring a cauldron that appears to have mutated oil inside of it. Before watching this movie, i was 3'4, had no girlfriend, weighed 800 pounds, lived in my moms basement, had no car, and had no job. After the last nanosecond of this movie, i became 6'3, weighed 160 pounds, got a house, obtained a lamborghini, and became a professional sports player. If you give this a bad review i will do the same thing to you that i did to my mom. I watch ratatoing daily and if you don't then you're living wrong.