LAST EDITED ON 08-17-01 AT 01:33 AM (EST)Mr. Monkeyboy,
While all that you say about the personal habits and so on re. the monkeybutlers in your employ is woefully true, it seems there has been yet another break down in communications from the production site, so I will herein explain.
One day, it seems, some of the monkeybutlers on loan at the production site happened to find their way into the computer facility established for the production crew, they then set about amusing themselves with the aforementioned computers, and it turned out that in spite of their ineptitude in all other regards re. formulized activity they do have an inexplicible knack in the realm of computer generated animation.
Whereas an unattended need for such talents had not previously been addressed, I and others then took it upon ourselves to employ those monkeybutler animators in that capacity on the production of the series. We were unfortunately unable to reach you at that time, but with the assistance of a Mr. Anthony Randall I was able to locate a copy of the contract by which those monkeybutlers were on loan to the production site, and so we determined by the clause regarding "other services and compensations" that, by the value of the work being produced (not the value of the workers doing it, certainly) an additional $150,000 should be paid to you, this being to cover the animation required for the entire series.
Naturally, you should have your legal department investigate the matter, but I think under the circumstances that said payment should be regarded as more than sufficient.
I would enquire, out of my own personal curiosity only, how well the commercial shooting is proceeding at your facility at this time? Miss Tabitha Stevens, the advertising agent I met with, assured me that the additional revenues to you, and to the castoff members of the television production, would be quite handsome. I certainly hope this is the case.
Sincerely,
Mr. Dabo
"If the race of man should be left naked upon a desert island, we should become extinct in six weeks. A few individuals might linger, but in a year would become worse than pet rocks." (Samuel Butler, "Erewhon")