My twin brother Joe has been trying to convince me to go into business with him. We were chatting about it and I had to walk away from my computer for a while. He continued messaging me while I was gone and this is what I returned to find:
that’s why you want to do business with me josh
the people will love us
we may inadvertently end up running a small country
and not even know it
we’ll just check our tax status and find out we are exempt due to the religious following we have acquired
kittens will follow us through the streets and hobos will pour a bit of their 40’s out for us around their flaming trash barrels
children will find our faces in the stars at night
and migrant laborers will sing songs of our exploits in their native tongues as they pick strawberries
drinks will be named after us
as will aircraft carriers
birds will practice new songs to sing as we walk by
and squirrels will bring us their stores of nuts and leave them at our doorstep
can you not see that you need to go into business with me?
can you not see that we will rock the world?
“the Penrod twins are tall and thin. I caught a glimpse of them the other day. I wept as they passed and tipped my glass and sang please, please don’t walk away!”
that was an Irish drinking song that will be written about us
are you unconscious? Sometimes that happens if I don’t keep my skills on “low”
sorry about that
when you wake up you will feel rested and have a pleasant taste in your mouth.
That is also a side effect of my sales pitch
it will pass in a few minutes (as much as you might hope it won’t)