Brian, do you know? No? Okay, I'll tell you all about it (in my words, not hers):
Now, once upon a time there was a little country girl. This little country girl wanted a goat. And not just any goat, no, this little girl wanted a purple, pink-spotted, four-horned, unicorn goat! So she went to her mother and told her about her wish to have this purple, pink-spotted, four-horned, unicorn goat. Her mother told her, "Sorry honey, but there is no such thing." The end!
That's the story of demand.
Now for the story of supply:
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary over many a tale of forgotten lore, I came across a leprechaun! (spelling?) He stood only two feet tall, but tall he stood. And he asked me, "Do you want me pot o' gold?" And I answered, "Why, yes! Yes I do!" So then the short, tall, little leprechaun gave me his pot of gold. Then I was rich. The end!
That's the story of supply. Now, let's put them together:
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered in the country over a purple, pink-spotted, four-horned, unicorn goat, I came across a leprechaun, who happened to be my mother! And I said to my mother, I said, "Can I have a PPSHUG?" for she had many of them, (being a leprechaun and all.) "Only if you give me as many pots of gold as it would take to line them all up along the longest rainbow God ever made!" she replied. So I then turned and walked sadly away. Luck soon shone upon me, though, despite my having taken the battery out of his flashlight the night before so he couldn't find his way to the outhouse in the forest at night without first wetting himself! (
) I said, "Turn off that blasted, light or I'll box yer ears!" and so he did.Sorry, I'd finish the story but I have to go now. My personal spacecraft is waiting to take me to the place where I came from.
I just love the whole idea of exploring different "worlds" and all that.
Boy, you must think I'm as intelligent as Beavis and Butthead! 
) Even if you earn every penny you're still hoarding when you should be giving. The Bible decries hoarding and puts it in the same category as stealing. Giving is the rule of God's economy. And besides, how do these people make all that money? By marketing something many people like. And who are these people? The members of that capitalist society. And what do they do for a living? Things that for the most part don't pay as well but contribute so much more to society. How much should Oprah get paid to sit and talk for an hour compared to how much a janitor at an airport who cleans the toilets so many of us get disgustingly filthy? Who should get paid more for their labour? I say the janitor. Your wages should be in accordace with your work.
