Never before have I met a soul as profoundly inane as the ice age baby. I am a pacifist, a monk of the buddist arts, but even I, in all my monastic ways, would curbstomp that baby out of existance.
Who thought that putting a dumbass baby in my movie about best sloth and big mammoth was a good idea. I’d love to take their children and perform plastic surgery on them until they to resemble the unholy mess that haunts my sleep each night. In short, fuck that baby.