Some cracking stuff on this pinkbike thread https://www.pinkbike.com/forum/listcomments/?threadid=211801&pagenum=127
A story posted yesterday by a new member from Margate:
The story of two little pigs – a modern day bike fable.
Once upon a time there was a far-away place called Bikeland.
In Bikeland there was many evil barons who over charged the normal folk far too much money for bikes and bike products and they grew richer and fatter by the day.
So, one day two little piggy’s with very little business acumen but a lot of tattoos decided they would make a bicycle company and right all the wrongs being done by the evil rulers.
The piggy’s went into the town square and shouted loudly to anyone that would listen about how they would make the best bicycles in the world and that they would change the towns folks lives by being honest and true, and not like the evil barons and chieftains.
The powerful rulers of Bikeland did not like at all, so they decided to destroy the two-little pigs.
They summoned up a powerful wizard to destroy the pigs. The Wizard put a spell on the pigs and let them believe that the wizard was their friend and would offer the pigs sound business advice and introduce them to a blacksmith who would make the piggy’s bikes.
The piggy’s clapped their little trotters with glee as now someone was taking them seriously and they would finally have a way to make their bikes, but by now the pigs had started to grow fat themselves by feasting on their own hyperbole porridge and suckling on their own half-truths.
The piggy’s placed an order with the blacksmith without any need for a deposit as the Wizard had given his word to the blacksmith that the pigs were very honest! And thus, the pigs started selling their bikes to the towns folk before they were finished or shipped.
But the wizard’s plan was to never let the piggy’s get their greedy little trotters on those bikes, so the piggy’s waited and waited and waited, and whilst the piggy’s waited and waited for the bikes to arrive the town’s folk grew angrier.
Finally, the towns folk who had paid their hard-earned gold coins, grew angrier and angrier until eventually, they formed an angry mob and blew the piggy’s house down and ate the two-fat little piggy’s all up.
Meanwhile the Wizard acted as a broker and the blacksmith sold them to a Baron for a very cheap price, who in turn sold them a second time to the towns folk and made an even greater profit than the poor stupid little pigs could ever have imagined.
The end.
Funnily enough people think this may have been posted by Jordan. Such distrust…
