I used to rag on my cousin when we were little, cause his favorite daytime soap (Guiding Light) was developing a ninja storyline. This somehow conflicted with my nascent aesthetic for daytime drama 'realism.'
I realize that this story is pathetic on several levels.
Rather than go into that whole mess, instead I'll point to Ultra-Love Ninja. If you haven't seen it, you need to see it.
(And, please, try to cleanse your mind of the image of me, at twelve years old, defending the statement 'Cruz Castillo could kick Lee Van Cleef's ass!' Wait. Scratch that. 'Butt.' I probably said 'butt.' I was such a momma's boy.)