A: Look, bud. I'll give you 300 million, and you let me handle it from here on out. We'll split the profits 50-50.
B: Come on, man. It's worth billions.
A: But you are sucking the proverbial hind tit, bud. A gasping man ain't in a position to hold out for the best deal.
B: But I could be a multi-billionaire. Besides, my hair looks better than that Gates fellow.
A: You might do better, but once you have 1 billion, you don't care anymore. Your health will thank you when I begin to deal with the press, the SEC, the shareholders, your momma.
B: 50-50, eh? I guess that 300 million would help ease the wait on my first billion. And momma is getting on my nerves. Plus, I'd like to see all those Internet mining experts choke for good. Partners with you would be a bitter pill for them to swallow. Done! But, let's let them all sweat a little first. Let's see who the bulls are and who the steers and heifers are, eh? |
