> Sheesh...first we have the announcement of "How To Be Funny", then "Enchanted Forest", and now "It's a Bad, Bad, Bad, Bad Movie"???! There's new RinkWorks productions popping up like mushrooms after a big rain! Why, when I was a boy, we didn't have all these people with nicknames like "the Rink" all trying to be comedians, with their big fancy web sites. We didn't even have the Internet, or any of this email stuff! When I was a boy, if you wanted to send a message to your pals you had to walk through knee-deep drifts of snow in the woods! And this was no Enchanted Forest, let me tell you. Nosirree! Them woods had bears in it, and them bears was something fierce! Why, did I ever tell you the story about the time me and Ned Hooper was out playing back behind the old tool shed, and...

:::Slips into best Brittish accent:::

Forest? Why in my day, we'd have killed for a forest with bears! All we had was a small dirt field with a few weeds and poisonous scorpions. And we'd go out in the bleeding hot sun and work over twenty hours a day collecting rocks to sell on the street to buy a few scraps of food!

Rocks? We'd have been ecstatic over rocks. We had to lick the streets for any sort of sewer scum we could find, then scrape it off our tongues and put it in a big heap so that one of us could have some sort o' new article of clothing! And THEN we'd go work thirty hours a day before we woke up, then when we got home our dad would kill us and dance on our graves!

*Ahem*

The writer of the above has been sacked.

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