Arrr! Gold Apollo, the Taiwanese scallywags, be claimin' they ain't made them pesky pagers for the scurvy attack!
2024-09-18
Arrr, matey! The fine folks at Gold Apollo be claimin’ they ain’t the scallywags makin’ them contraptions! Nay, they be pointin’ to another crew, sayin’ they be licensed to hoist their jolly flag. Blimey, the seas be full o’ blame-shiftin’ buccaneers!
Ahoy there, mateys! Gather 'round fer a tale of treachery and blame upon the high seas of commerce! The fine company known as Gold Apollo, with naught but gold in its name, be claimin' it be not the scallywags behind the manufacture of certain devices, arr! Instead, they be pointin' their fingers at another ship, or rather, company, that be licensed to hoist the Gold Apollo flag whilst producin' their dubious wares.Now, ye see, in this here tempest of trade, Gold Apollo be swabbin' the decks clean of any responsibility, castin' shadows upon the poor souls who dared to borrow their illustrious name. “Nay, 'tis not us!” they cry, as if they were a ship lost in a fog, tryin' to steer clear of the rocks. Aye, it be a right funny sight, watchin' them squirm like a fish outta water, tryin' to distance themselves from the murky waters of bad reputation.
So, shipmates, let this be a lesson learned: in the world o' buccaneers and brands, one must be wary, lest ye find yerself caught in a storm of blame, with no land in sight to dock yer ship! Yarrr!