https://forum.gethashing.com/t/pos-mining-stakeminers-com/3925/847Listen man the guy came to me and told me about this new digital currency that would be taking over the world, said a whole 1 hours or so speech about bitcoin and told me I didnt want to miss the next microsoft train, i said to myself what the heck this guy never steered me wrong in the past, I gave him some cash and he gave me more back we did that a few times until i began researching it myself. was he mining I have no idea, was he trading them I have no clue all i knew was i gave the man some money and he came back with more , so i kept doing it, I mean who wouldn't he was making me a profit.
Leroy: Hello, friend. What's new?
Friend: You have an hour?
Leroy: Sure, what's up?
Friend: Bitcoin!
Leroy: You never steered me wrong. Where can I buy me some?
Friend: From me.
Leroy: Great! I don't want a whole bunch. Just thirty or forty dollars worth.
Friend: Here you go!
Leroy: Wow, friend, the price just went up a few satoshis. Where do I sell these not-a-whole-bunch bitcoins?
Friend: To me.
Leroy: Deal.
Leroy: Hey, friend, I see the price went back down. Can I buy not-a-whole-bunch more bitcoins from you?
Friend: Sure. Here you go.
Leroy: Thanks.
Leroy: Hey, friend, I wanna sell again because the price went back up.
Friend: No prop! I'm you Huckleberry.
Leroy: Thanks.
Upon several exchanges depicted above in Carolina while he and Katrina cleaned toilets for a living, Leroy Fodor came to the realization that he, too, could make a killing via trading not-a-whole-lot bitcoins. Shortly thereafter, Leroy sold off his Forex portfolio and moved to the Philippines to run a sorry-ass 12' X 12' Sari Sari complete with west-facing solar panels surrounded on three sides with coconut trees, a piggery, a disco, a grocery, and an Internet cafe, while he and his growing family resided in its basement that periodically flooded due to it being below grade and the river over a mile away to the west, hence the west-slopped hot tin roof having solar panels attached, not to mention the extremely scant Internet connection that the joint experienced on a daily basis.