You know, Bill, even I got a big chunk of that ineritance, enough to start Microsoft Of Hell, soon to be the new standard-bearer in buggy software. I'd like you to be our chief of operations here.
While flattered by your offer, Mr. Zebub, I don't think I could abide the working conditions here. Frankly, it's too hot and dry, not at all like Seattle.
Tell you what. Although it will be a slight demotion and pay cut for you, I'll make you director of Earthside Marketing. You'll spend eternity trumpeting Microsoft Of Hell to all passers-by.
That sounds swell. Believe it or not, you've got a deal!
Here's your first gig: Newark. One other thing. People will get suspicious if you have the same youthful looks for eons on end, so I've altered your appearance a bit. Now what are you promoting?
