Hey Joe, It's your old pal again. Loved the speech the other day. Great backdrop. Those red lights and the Marine guards... genius. I felt right at home watching it. The boys down here were cheering for you. But listen, we agreed on a price. I can't just let you use my stuff royalty-free. Please pay at your earliest convenience. Heck, I feel like I'm getting ripped off. When we made our deal so long ago, a soul was worth something. But now... yeesh, what's that old saying... "A wagonload of souls will scarcely get you a wagonload of brimstone"? What are you doing up there?! Hardly anything is worth a damn. But I'm not writing you today about what you owe me. That'll work itself out. I'm writing you about what's going on in the world. I mean, I do some harsh work... but you guys are going nuts. From one old pal to another, you may want to think about toning it down just a bit. We don't want to cause so much pain that people get down on their knees and pray. That's trouble for folks like us. I do like how you continue to give money away. That's genius - like turning an ally into an enemy. Just keep doling it out, check after check. And just when folks think things are getting better... BAM! All that free money will push prices higher again. Sneaky. You've got a perfect system. They're addicted. |
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