Tuesday, 13 March 2007
asian turkles to the rescue
Cass is obsessed with television. Even the stuff we won't let him watch - either too old, too violent, or just....stupid (which we usually couch in terms like: I don't think this will teach you anything, buddy)
but he sees enough on the commercials that at any given time Teenage Turtles (played by an assortment of different McDonald's figurines) can be seen lurking around, causing havoc to block-towers and dinky car garages everywhere.
"See? The Turtles live in a cave so now they're taking over the town and swoosh one of them flies through the air and drops down on the garage'
And the turtle in his hand tells the lego-people: "Hi! I'm Mishango. We just want spaghetti. Don't be afraid. We're cool."
"But the people all run away so the Turtles steal their cars and drive through the city. They wave hi to Scooby-Doo and go eat hot dogs."
Now, wasn't tv originally supposed to spark peoples' imaginations?