 Sometimes while watching classic old movies on the streaming services these days, I feel like they've changed things a bit. I don't have time to be proper. I wanna live. I'm a woman, I like men. If that means I'm not ladylike then I guess I'm just not a lady. At least I'm honest. You're different. No arguing that. But you're a lady, alright? I'll take my oath on it. I mean honestly, I don't remember Wyatt Earp having blue hair and lipstick like that before. Now you help find him or I'm taking over command. What? A female leading my herd? I tell you preposterous. I guess making woke remakes was costing too much money or something. Don't rush me sonny, you rush a miracle man, you get rotten miracles. So like they thought they would just touch up the originals a bit. You got money? 65. And nobody would notice because of their spectacular green screen abilities. I never worked for so little except once and that was a very noble cause. This is noble sir. As demonstrated by the She-Hawk D-Plus show. Still in control of the overwhelming feelings of rage. No, a normal image of rage. You do revert back to gen4 when you sleep. I mean it's kind of sad how once great artistic production studios seem to be competing in quality with like 19 year old kids working off a gaming computer like in their family's garage.