After the Toronto Fake Blogger Festival, Bill Gate’s brother Bing approached me. (Yes, that is where we got the name of our new search engine). Bing invited me to his apartment, so I took my "Information Officer" Muhammad Al-Shahaf with me. We sat around half the night talking about blogs, search engines and food!
Bing seems to know more about food than anyone I have ever met.
I looked around his cramped apartment and candidly asked, "You still won't accept any money from your brother?" He mumbled about how he "worked for his money!"
I then had a great idea! I said to Bing, "I could use a man like you on my personal staff! You are uniquely qualified for the position too!"
He was suspicious, he asked, "I take no favors for being Bill's brother! What is this position you want to offer me?"
I smiled and said, "You will work security as my Food Taster! It only pays $145 an hour with no perks! You will have to rough it in the southeast cottage!"
Al-Shahaf said, "You are paying less than scale oh great one?"
Bing said, "I'll take it!" I told him to pack his stuff and get on Percy with us, Canada is nice, but I can only take so much.
Muhammad and I work together well, having Bill's brother on my staff should earn me some "brownie" points!
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This blog should be a cheesey TV show!
"BING - Search Right". Why not, Search... Left? Or, Search Up? Or Search Down? Why not, Search Well? This reminds me of "Vote Well"; and "Live Well" - the Romanian politicians' slogans. Which means, in reality, "Vote your Death"; and "Die Well", respectively.
One philosophical question arises: what are we searching? In what consists our Quest? Is it a search of our inner Self, or a search... under a skirt?
Search Right to the point... But what's the point of this endless, profane, searching? Of this dirty groping?
I think someone is searching for trouble...
P.S.: I believe I know what BING means... It means: BINary Gates; the digital(ised) Bill; the Man Machine...
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