Back in the days of my youth, the ultimate Saturday night activity was going to Blockbuster to pick out a rental video. A new movie beheld untold treasures, and since I didn't own it, I hadn't already burned out the tape by rewinding it too much. (Remember tapes? Remember rewinding? We are dying by the minute.) So, I understand the excitement harbored by one little girl, whose sheer joy upon renting a new My Little Pony film was infinitely more emotive than that exhibited by any Merchant Ivory film. Hang onto that elation, little girl. Adulthood is much darker.
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