"Mmm... Yes, downsize the workforce, yes, that should raise shareholder profit, mmm, business, yes." The CEO said into his very expensive cell phone. He was indeed very business.
As he walked onto the rooftop, he noticed that there were letters floating in the air nearby. He looked them over, trying to figure out why they were there and not his helicopter, but having been selected for his clear genetic predisposition for being a CEO, and not literacy, he had some trouble piecing them together...
"S... K... A... T... E?" he made them out one at a time, "That doesn't sound very business."
Suddenly, he heard the sound of scraping metal, and just as he turned to look, someone whizzed by him, the loud rolling of small wheels causing him to flinch. He felt a puff of wind against his crotch, followed by a sharp pain.
"Gnarly!"
He looked down to realize his penis had been stolen!!
"MY PENIS!" he cried, "NOW I'LL BE PAID 70% LESS!!"
The #PenisStealingSkateboarders had struck again!