Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear. From out of the past come the thundering hoof beats of a great white horse with the speed of light and the cry of, “Hi ho, silly boy!” The Rump Ranger rides again!
Ah, those were the days! And the Rump Ranger was a young fellow back then, too. I think we all miss those days, just as we lament the good times when Paul Ryno was wheeling grandmas off cliffs. *sigh*