Farewell my lovely
By Verity Stob
Published Tuesday 7th March 2006 10:14 GMT
Stob
And it came to pass that the Sons of Kahn, who dwelt in the
valley of the Scotts, fell yet again upon interesting times. And
their fortune did wax and wane, only with not so much of the
wax.
And they did bring forth a version of Delphi called '2005'.
But the users of Delphi looked upon it with scorn, for it was a
stinker. And they upgradeth not.
And the great and respected leader of the Sons of Kahn, one Daleful
Er, spake unto his people saying: I have a great plan to fix our
troubles.
And the Sons of Kahn spake unto their great and respected
leader, saying: Art thou still here?
And so Daleful Er departed the valley of the Scotts, with
histail fitted in its groove.
Then the remaining Sons of Kahn sat down upon the Dell Yocam
Memorial Sofa and parleyed amongst themselves, for they knew in
their hearts that they did indeed need a great plan.
And then one amongst their number said unto the rest: Let's
change our name to Inprise again. That worked brilliantly last
time.
But the Sons of Kahn heedeth him not, for they perceiveth that
the fellow taketh the pitheth.
And then another amongst their number spake up, saying: Look,
there is a strange mark upon the sofa, upon its very leather.
Whosoever can interpret this mark unto us, he must be our
leader.
And they all gathered around the sofa saying: Eugh, gross; is
that a food stain or what?
And: Methinks 'tis like a weasel.
And: I love the smell of Rorschach in the morning.