THE ORIGIN OF TOODARKNINJA, AND THE 80s GIRLS THAT EXPOSED HIM TO NINJAS
I think it is now time for me to tell the story of how I first learned about Ninjas.
I was but a lad of 4 years or so, and I returned home with my parents from some family trip. I ran out to meet my friends that were playing in the neighborhood... When I got there, my older-cooler friends were play fighting on the big hill.
I was like "Can I play too?" And this kid I didn't know, that was friends with one of my friends, was like "Yeah..." So I was like "What are we playing?" and he was like "We are NINJAS IN THE ARCTIC." Then I said, "What's a INJA?" And he got sort of bugged by my wrong pronunciation, so he asserted "NNNNNNINJA.... They're karate guys that wear masks and have different colored suits. I'm the blue ninja."
So I was like, "fuck yeah" (except I didn't really cause I was a little kid). Then I declared myself the Orange ninja, and all the other kids said what color ninja they were, and we all started fighting to the death.
Another early memory to relate was when I was at my babysitters house. She was my mom's friend, and would look after me cause she was nice. She had a bunch of daughters that were really cool 80's girls. The teen girls were into hard rock and dated boys with mullets that smoked cigaroos... They used to chase me and tickle me while listening to "Blondie"... Anyhow...
So this one night I was watching TV with the daughter closest to my age, and this show comes on. I didn't know what it was then, but I have come to know that it was none other than "The Master" with Lee Van Cleef and Sho Kosugi. I knew then that Ninjas were everything they should be and more.
THen I got older, and there was some show with some turtles, and a bunch of movies, and then I thought ninjas were funny (they are), and then I bought a book by Stephen Hayes, and the I found a dojo, and then I trained for many years, and then I started a humorous online journal all about the ninja side of me. And then you read it, and maybe you laughed.
Bye.
I was but a lad of 4 years or so, and I returned home with my parents from some family trip. I ran out to meet my friends that were playing in the neighborhood... When I got there, my older-cooler friends were play fighting on the big hill.
I was like "Can I play too?" And this kid I didn't know, that was friends with one of my friends, was like "Yeah..." So I was like "What are we playing?" and he was like "We are NINJAS IN THE ARCTIC." Then I said, "What's a INJA?" And he got sort of bugged by my wrong pronunciation, so he asserted "NNNNNNINJA.... They're karate guys that wear masks and have different colored suits. I'm the blue ninja."
So I was like, "fuck yeah" (except I didn't really cause I was a little kid). Then I declared myself the Orange ninja, and all the other kids said what color ninja they were, and we all started fighting to the death.
Another early memory to relate was when I was at my babysitters house. She was my mom's friend, and would look after me cause she was nice. She had a bunch of daughters that were really cool 80's girls. The teen girls were into hard rock and dated boys with mullets that smoked cigaroos... They used to chase me and tickle me while listening to "Blondie"... Anyhow...
So this one night I was watching TV with the daughter closest to my age, and this show comes on. I didn't know what it was then, but I have come to know that it was none other than "The Master" with Lee Van Cleef and Sho Kosugi. I knew then that Ninjas were everything they should be and more.
THen I got older, and there was some show with some turtles, and a bunch of movies, and then I thought ninjas were funny (they are), and then I bought a book by Stephen Hayes, and the I found a dojo, and then I trained for many years, and then I started a humorous online journal all about the ninja side of me. And then you read it, and maybe you laughed.
Bye.