Fatboy@fatboy
Once upon some time, there was this Dutch bum that lived under a bridge that was near a lantern that was on the corner of a narrow street that lead to an open park with dogs chasing balls and sticks thrown by regular ordinary dog owners that do not sit on the grass because it is a quite moist type of grass and they don't want to soil their khakis.
On a certain sunny morning under that very same bridge this Dutch bum, who shall remain nameless because his mother might find out, found an old empty bottle of hard liquor right beside his old rusty bicycle that he used as a pillow. “Tough luck” one might say, because a full bottle of hard liquor would have been the nicest breakfast since his last supper. Nevertheless, he considered himself lucky, since he was a positive-minded man who always looked at the glass as half full, although the glass was always half full with poison, most of the time.
Right before he threw something at his girlfriend to wake her up, he realized there was a really old-looking, thin scroll of paper inside the empty bottle, that turned out to be not so empty after all. It was the first time he ever found a message in a bottle, and he didn't even know about that song by The Police since the only Sting he knew was from a bee.
When he finally found a way to get the scroll of really old-looking paper out of the bottle, like a monkey that finds out that he can reach the ants deep in the hole of a tree trunk by using a twig, he discovered that the scroll was covered with doodles, sketches, and a lot of text that looked like hieroglyphics to him, although he had never dated Cleopatra or even visited Mexico to actually know what hieroglyphics look like.
After carefully studying the newfound information with a highly sophisticated microscope that he borrowed from a drunken professor from his elementary school, he knew he had found something big. Yes, this scroll of really old and thin paper, probably lost by some type of ancient alien visitors from outer-space design schools, would make a new life for him.
The contents revealed the blueprints of a design object that he intuitively believed could take over the world like any James Bond movie villain. However his dream would not be to rule and dominate the world, he wanted to make it a better place with his design, and bring new hope and peace to mankind.
He immediately dumped his girlfriend, married the queen of Finland, and started his own design company under that very same bridge, with rats as his loyal, hard working employees. Some of you might think this is weird, and no wonder. It's not exactly normal, but what the hell (didn't you see Ratatouille?). After testing his cosmic design on all of his bum friends, he launched his design on the Dutch market in 2002 and gave it the name 'Fatboy® the Original.' The world would be never the same again.The rest is history... and still in the making.