Thursday, December 21, 2006

The Ming Poodle: Chapter L

Hugh Hamilton

But just as Hugh built up the courage to investigate the case, he decided to grab a drink. He joyously bounced through the carriages and eventually landed in a bar of sorts.
"Solo™ please," Hugh said confidently.
"Nope, we don't sell that."
"What?"
"No Solo™."
"Why not?"
"We don't believe our customers want that commercial rubbish."
Hugh burned with fury as he stared at the smug bar tender.
"Commercial rubbish?"
"I believe that was the phrase I used."
"Let me tell you something."
"Please do."
"Solo™ is not commercial rubbish. Sure coke and pepsi maybe, but not Solo™."
"They seem to occupy similar shelves."
"Ha! so do a lot of unrelated things."
The excitement builds.

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