Th story of our whiskey barrel.
God created the tree. Man created the lumber yard. Man needed a drink afterwards, so he created bourbon. Capitalism created a market place which created barrels full of whiskey. We grabbed the ugly empty barrels, sanded them for hours and made a beautiful place to sit your drink in front of our bar. You grabbed a whiskey from our bar which started the whole process over again. We all lived happily ever after.
The end.