That's what one of my friends said to me as he finished his half-filled bowl of popcorn. This prompted me to ask, "what are you talking about"?
He simply replied, "you heard me right" and handed me a slip of paper that had his wallet address on it.
I said, "Ok, now wait a minute. I think we need to seriously discuss some things here. You can't just go around asking for peoples' crypto expecting them to just give you their hard-earned money. That's like saying 'let me rob you right now'. What would you feel if someone did that to you"?
My friend sheepishly went to the corner of the room and gave out a slightly nervous, almost mocking, laugh, "haha ha ha...ha".
When he saw that I wasn't joking around, he literally sank into the corner until his bottom was touching the floor and started whimpering.
"What's the matter?", I asked tentatively.
"I...I just...I lost my house, my car, my everything. Now, I'm on the streets", he stammered.
"Are you kidding me? I just went to your house last night! You showed me your programming prowess and how your decentralized app would be the best in the world. You told me that you were getting a brand new summer vacation house in the countryside! What was all that about?"
"Um uh...ha ha...ha ha", he stammered as he turned his back to me and placed his nose to the wall before starting to make loud snorting noises (like a pig). Keep in mind that this was a full-grown man - not a child - who was doing this.
"Are you OK?" I asked, suddenly reconsidering why I was even friends with this guy.
After what seemed like an eternity of sniffing and snorting, he suddenly turned to face me and gave me this epic monologue.
"O' I call upon thee to see the light of the powers that behold thy name under which thou dost show my nature. If thou dost knoweth thine apple which lighteth all the land with the merriest shine. Then all of Earth kind would knoweth thy plight for thee who is gone from thou fruits. Where is thy fruit that is mineth? That is why thou dost bequeath thy joys upon thine arms of my grace. O' my crypto..."
He went on like this for about three whole minutes until I was forced to usher him out of the house. My other friend Bob happened to enter the room was standing there shocked, like a deer in the headlights.
"What in the world...", Bob said in disbelief as the man (who was now a stranger to me) drove off into the distance.
"Yeah, I think that what he really wanted to say was that your crypto might be placed in an investment that could possibly fail. So, he wanted that crypto to just be given to him instead", I said.
"I have no clue how you got that. But OK. So, I guess the main point was that he wanted your crypto", my friend replied.
"Exactly", I replied.
"Whew, now we're on the same page", my friend said and we both chuckled.
What is the moral of this story in your opinion? What implications does this story have for the new generation of crypto developers and investors?