The Plan

In the beginning was the plan,

And the plan was without form,

And darkness was upon the face of the workers,

And they spoke among themselves, saying:

“It’s a crock of shit and it stinks.”

And the foremen went unto the supervisors, saying:

“It’s a load of crap that smells so none may abide it.”

And the supervisors went unto the managers, saying:

“It’s a vessel of manure that smells strongly to all around it.”

And the managers went unto the director, saying:

“It’s a container of fertilizer so strong that all are overpowered by it.”

And the director spake unto the president, saying:

“The new plan contains much that is fertile and is full of power.”

And the president saw that the plan was good.

Sunday, January 1st, 2012 at 11:46 am CDT
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