The whole concept of the movie “Ted” is doubly-triply-superduperly hilarious to me because it reminds me so much of my bestest buddy/stuffed animal from childhood, Theodore Eustace* Bear (Ted E. Bear — GET IT?), whom my dad ventriloquized/inhabited as a foul-mouthed, cynical, but hilarious alter-ego during years 8-12(ish) of my life.
We called his performance “Bear Theater,” and it took place nightly in my room. Mostly it consisted of poop jokes and making fun of the dog.
*His middle name is a reference to a character in the Narnia books — I was reading them, and “Edward” was deemed FAR too generic for such a distinguished bear.