" . . . much," growls the villain of Warner Bros.' prophetic cartoon, YOU'RE TOO CARELESS WITH YOUR KISSES! Because of the explicit nature of this animated short's climactic scene, the product of Warner Bros.' Animated Shorts Seers division (aka, the Looney Tuners) could just of easily been titled YOU'RE TOO CARELESS WITH YOUR FINGERS!, since it's indisputable that this brief cartoon is Warner's no-holes-barred warning to America against White House Resident-Elect Rump, that infamously self-confessed serial finger rapist. Rump is lampooned in this editorial cartoon as a bloated, leering sex-crazed beetle Hell-bent upon committing an act of Inter-species molestation upon the worker bee Honey, whom he kidnaps halfway through YOU'RE TOO CARELESS WITH YOUR KISSES! In addition to foreshadowing Rump's Late-Night Twitter Ravings with the Beetle's quote presented above on the summary line, this Fat Cat monster tells Honey "Now you're in the hands of the Old Maestro" (a paraphrasing of Rump's confession on his infamous ACCESS H0LLYWOOD tape) as he begins to paw her in his bedroom. Should America take this assault upon U.S. Womanhood--carefully crafted in a Rigged Election by Red Commie KGB Rump Puppetmaster Vlad "Mad Dog" Putin to destroy the Fabric of American Domestic Life--lying down? Hell no, Warner suggests, showing Honey's drunken drone of a husband Wilbur and the rest of his fellow Red State do-nothings (who are hoarding most of the USA's privately held weaponry) attacking the Billionaire Beetle with everything they've got: machine guns, an aircraft carrier, a submarine--even a long-range bomber. Whether by Tar & Feathers or Pitchforks & Torches, Warner is ordering the Red State Male to finally grow a pair, and take down this illegitimate Regime of Perverts before it's too late!

You're Too Careless With Your Kisses (1932) is a dull little cartoon with only a smidgen of pre-code goodness to give it much interest for the modern viewer.The animation is not as imaginative or solid as other Warner Bros. shorts of the period. The gags are predictable, as is the plot, though I will admit it has some racy elements that go to show animation was not always perceived as a children-exclusive medium back in the golden days of the American cartoon.The story is your standard save the female love interest from the lust-mad heavy (this time a ladybug whose design is pretty much a modified version of the spider in Red-Headed Baby from 1931), used a million times in many a Mickey Mouse or Bosko cartoon. However, the damsel in led into the arms of danger when her hubby comes home drunk and raring to go a round with her, if you know what I mean, thus the title.But outside of the pre-code aspect, there is nothing to recommend this one at all. It lacks beauty, wit, or any kind of memorability.