We think you’re great. Yes, you reading this right now.
In fact, we think you’re as fabulous as this little ray of sunshine:
This applause is for you.
You may not be the only one, but in our book you’re just as Tiggerific as this guy.
Go to a window. Everything the light touches is your kingdom.
You’re so bright, you’d take Ray’s attention away from the star.
You’re doing such a great job that Jiminy Cricket would have no advice left to give.
You’re the one, the one who can break the spell.
King Louie wants to be like you. He wants to walk like you and talk like you, too.
The Magic Mirror was wrong: you’re the fairest of them all.
The White Rabbit would never have been late for a date with you.
Flynn Rider’s smolder has nothing on yours.
“What’s this?! I can’t believe my eyes! I must be dreaming!” Jack wasn’t dreaming. You’re just that epic.
The whole forest is twitterpated over you.
You’re faster than fast, you’re quicker than quick, you are lightning.
You probably could have found Nemo even faster.
You’re fireproof, bulletproof, and can think faster than supercomputer. You can see in the dark, and lift objects three thousand times your size.
The end. For now. We hope you don’t forget this tomorrow, but you can always come back to this page if you do. This is what the bookmarking feature on the internet was made for (objectively speaking).