Oh dang it boy, I didn't say you could take a picture of me. You know back in my day, we didn't have them all fancy smancy cameras, cellular telephones, 60 inch TVs and all them stuff. You know what we had? We had us some good old carnivals, kinda like this here. Carnivals that would make ya jaw drop. You know, we had them ugly folks with hairy faces and Chinese kids a bouncin' and a jumping ropes and strangs, and them big ol' fellows with the mustache lifting a ton a weight.
No sir, we didn't have them electronics. We didn't have time play em. Boy, while your playing, what to you call that, uh a Play Station 3 or what ever it is, I was busy making suits for them soldiers back in my day. No sir we didn't have no God of War, we had a World War. And, when ever that carnival came a swinging around you'd bet your behind we'd be there. To watch them ugly folks and them Chinese folks and them strong mustache folks, because boy, we appreciated the good thangs in life. Getting out and having fun, not like sitting at home in fronts of the computer, or more like a sex box, or playing that...Zzzzzzzz (Granny takes a sleep for about 15 mins while standing up) or playing that Play Stations.
So what I'm tryin' to tell you boy, is that there's more to life than just games and sex on the sex box. There's some good carnivals. And, although they ain't no more Ugly folks, okay maybe theys some left, and Chinese folks, wait they's still lots, and strong mustache folks, okay maybe the ones on them hemroids or steroids, URGHHH what im tryin to say is theys no more of them in carnivals but they's do have the Drop Zones and the Top Guns.
Audience: Anti-Social Gamers aged 6-to death.
Purpose: To encourage out door activities
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