Btw, who's that "Adam" that signs the post in the redirect blog?! Did they already manage to sell MtGox again?!
Please allow me to introduce Adam. He's a man of wealth and taste. He's been around for a long, long year. Stole many a man's soul and faith. He was around when Jesus Christ had his moment of doubt and pain. He made damn sure that Pilate washed his hands and sealed his fate. "Pleased to meet you. Hope you can guess my name," Adam said to me, "But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game."
Adam stuck around St. Petersburg and when he saw it was time for a change he killed the tzar and his ministers. Anastasia screamed in vain. He rode a tank, held a general's rank, when the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank. "Pleased to meet you. Hope you can guess my name," Adam repeated, "But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game."
He watched with glee while our kings and queens fought for ten decades for the gods they made. He shouted out, "Who killed the Kennedys?" When, after all, it was you and me. Again, let me please introduce Adam. He's a man of wealth and taste. He laid traps for troubadours who got killed before they reached Bombay. "Pleased to meet you. Hope you guessed my name," He said again, "Oh yeah. But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game. Oh yeah. Get down, baby."
I'm pleased to meet you as well. Hope you guessed his name. Oh yeah? But what's confusing you is the nature of Adam's game. Just as every cop is a criminal and all the sinners, saints. As heads is tails, just call him Mr. Gox, cause he's in need of some restraint. So if you meet Adam have some courtesy. Have some sympathy, and some taste. Use all your well-learned politeness, or he'll lay your soul to waste.
