The Battle of Our Lives
And we are praying our asses off here today at Huggson E. Inc, harder than we've ever prayed before. Will our prayers be answered, or shall we perish, being left for dead with the flesh rotting out of our eyes as we are skinned, roasted, peppered, salted and then eaten like a delicious piece of Mongolian desert? How should we know this? No one knows, and no one can know. Only time will tell, and since we can do nothing to stop this goddess of hourglass, we shall finally see it through today, accept it into our homes and let it rage through our villages like some chronic illness. May it feast upon our finite souls, burn our houses and cast fire upon all that is us, for we shall stand strong; we are Huggson E. Inc. We prevail.
(Who knows what it'll do? What if it's not dangerous at all? What if it's as harmless as one single little meatball? Image)
The Statistical, Painful Truth
As the mighty fork adjusts the inflation rate from 100% to a merely 9,5% a year, i.e. the STEEM supply increasing by 0,095 times as opposed to doubling each year, it is yet unknown how it will affect the platform as a whole and its small guys like us, Huggson E. Inc. We will want to release content, but it is unknown how significantly our rewards will sink. Will they vanish like a zebra into quicksand, forever lost to this world, or may they remain the same thanks to some spell from a wizard? How many loads of prayers will it take to make our deep, immense wishes to become true?
(Perhaps this will be our new guest? Image)
A Warm Welcome
No matter how ugly, big or gruesome the future is, and despite any violent tendencies of said guest which may arise, we shall see to it that anything coming our way will have its belly filled with warm food and its bladder exploding with loads of chamomile tea, freshly brewed close to our premises here in the east region of West Mongolia bordering with Russia. Yes, whether or not you come in peace or with the intent to take us off this earth and catapult us away to planets unknown, it is our very task to bring you the best courtship that lies within our capabilities. We will make sure that whatever your intent is for meeting us, whomever you seek to hurt, or to bring joy to, and wherever you wish to take to your bed, everything you do will be in your best interest, for we shall please you in the most pleasurable ways possible by man.
(Or is this our guest, o' mighty god of thunder?! No matter how fearsome you are, you shall feel welcome. Image)
I hereby invite you into our homes, hardfork! Now the ball is in your court. We await thee!
- Stratched Scratchford Earnstein, with Huggson E. Inc