Once upon a time there was a guy named Bob.



Guys, I know this isn’t turning out like we planned.

It was clear Bob was off balance.

You gotta make your own decisions. I don’t know what’s really going on here.

His words were strange, full of uncertainty.

If you gotta sell you gotta sell. I can’t make that decision for you.

For someone so cocksure, so full of himself, it was a dark, unfamiliar moment.

His pencil began to move across the screen again.

Guys I know some of you have lost a lot of money here. imana make it up to you, i promise. I got a plan. i gotta new thing we are gonna do together, it’s not like this. imana  get you guys in on it. we make a coin see? and it’s our coin, none of this bullshit. it’s our coin. you guys are gonna buy in and get all your money back.

it’s an ico.



To be continued.