Whenever I took my two neices out to see the new Despicable Me movie last summer I couldn't help but be mesmerized by those sexy little tater tots. Throughout the entire movie I had an ever growing buldge in my pants. Towards the end of the movie I couldn't take it any longer and had to... relieve myself in the stalls. I shot my load in the trash can of the Cineplex restroom as fast as could so I could get back to my neices. Once the movie had ended I dropped the kiddos off at VBS for the afternoon. And with Minions, on my mind I drove home and looked at some depraved Minion pictures to say the least. For the next few months I garnered a rather large collection of Minion smut and sexual Minion art. It was all fine until Tuesday, my step mom walked in on me fornificating with my Minion plush that I won from a claw machine at Walmart. She immediately told my hyper religious dad about it and now they're talking about kicking me out of the house (for the record I'm 21). But worse than that, the whole family has been degrading me for my Minion love and frankly, it's making me feal really guilty. So, people of Reddit, do you think my attraction to those fuckable Twinkies is okay or no?