However, no matter the willingness' and the mass degree of tolerance for all characters in all their forms, there are still those who without deliberation towards a potential mental capacity, that will be rejected. Not on physical well being, but on their shear appearance. We had hoped that there would be no one who would be so repulsive, but we failed at the first hurdle; Stevie, Dvon, Mic, Meo, DD, Rossilina, Eveylin, Bobby all fitted the category of "not fit for a boke bucket".

 

So in order to comply with movie making regulations of Hollywood and common law, we stepped up the barrier and kept those who had already made a contribution on what ever level, to the team. On the second recruiting process for main characters, the team came across a youthful and hopeful individual. He appeared poised and excited for the role of the "Prime spell checker". As the queue shortened for the encouraged youths, the peculiar chap closed ever so quickly on the judges who were deciding the person for the role.

 

Heavy cumulonimbus rain clouds covered the summer's sun and darkened the stage room within. The young man appeared tall in nature, about six ft. and broad on the shoulders, precisely what the team was after. He stepped upon the acting stage, where in years gone by, there had been many like him; young, resilient, and full of so much potential. There was a shortened silence before he began his lines.

 

In a profound and charged voice he spoke. "I promise never to let any word be spelt irregularly!" Just then he broke a pause and stared straight into the on looking eyes of the blissful judges and finished his lines with. "Never, shall it be the death of me".

 

The judges were pleased and took little time to consult each other with their overwhelming decision and have the chap in their non-profitable employ. However events took a sudden turn. As the lesser of the drunken judges began to regain his eyesight with the appearing sun behind the clouds, the entire room brightened, like a heavenly angel in a dream. And with the sun his hair appeared in its true form. As ginger as the day went orange. Ultra orange, enough to blind a man within a 100 yard radius.

 

Never had we seen a sight as blinding or as revolting. GINGER was the word. No matter his ability he would never make the camera. By god it was unsightly. People were throwing up in a regulated fashion at the horror of this overwhelming hair colour. Milk went sour, bread went stale and the sun turned grey. However, amidst all of the horror, one of the judges spoke out with a tear in his eye. "This man is a genius!" is what was said by none other than Steve, as he looked into the young mans eyes. As the other judges looked on in horror, Steve proclaimed his faith for the Ginger Wonder, as he would thereafter be known, as he knew that deep down inside himself was also a ginger man that urged to be free, but was he wastrapped. Trapped by the scrutiny and judgement of those around him (mainly his closest 'friends'). Thus the Ginger Wonder gained a very important role in the movie, the role of...Door Operator.

 

As a writer for the SMD boys, I have come to love Blurway. He makes my day worth living. When I wake in the morning, i thank the Boss for giving me another day with him.