You're gonna have to dance a helluva lot better than ya have to get mine, hehehehe.
There once was a company called M1. It went out and dug some holes on some land far far away, and the dirt came back golden. Happy times! So happy that M1 became to big to stay one company, so it split off something called M2. Naturally M1 kept the good dirt from the far far away land, and M2 got everything else. It wasn't much, but then no one payed much attention to M2, and besides, everyone invested in M1 got a little taste of M2 for free.
Time went on, rain fell, holes were dug, PRs were faxed. M2 became a publicly traded company, but no one much cared because they didn't seem to have any of the Good Dirt. Or maybe their far far away lands were just to far far away. But one day, a fax mentioned M2 and the possibility of more Good Dirt. Joy of joys, M1 and M2 both had Good Dirt! Surely there would be turkey for christmas *this* year! And there was much celebration...for a while.
Then there came a day when trouble came to M1. Turns out there was some dispute. Maybe the dirt wasn't quite so golden. Or the shovels couldn't dig deep enough to reach it. Maybe the far far away lands were, horror of horrors, being claimed by unscrupulous Outsiders! Woe came to all, until they realized that everything was alright, because M2 had Good Dirt in a different far far away land! Hooray! And many faxes were faxed declaring how wonderful M2 was!
M1 was soon forgotten, and all acknowledged the wisdom of M1 in creating M2 to protect the new Good Dirt. There was crying over lost coins and lost dreams, but those lasted not long, for surely M2 was the path to the other end of the rainbow. |
