I originally titled this one, “Show me the money, baby!” But after actually thinking about it, I figured it would be better titled…”Show me the change.”
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I decided to call this one “Butterball” the radical ninja. By day he’s a personal fitness trainer and motivational speaker. By night he roams the city roof tops looking for anyone that may discriminate against big-boned ninjas.
Darwinism…or should I say, Survival of the Fittest, isn’t as black and white as it’s defined. In fact, when the little guys start to fight back, there’s bit of grey that can be found in there.