We like big clouds

It's no lie.

We are the best around. Nothing is ever going to keep us down.

What is most important in business?

To crush your competitors, see them driven before you, and hear the lamentation of their employees.

Fast

Fast

We're fast. The fastest. If you benchmarked us, you'd be really impressed. But you should take my word for it. You just sit back and have a beer.

Secure

Secure

Hell, even I can't get in sometimes. Drives my IT guys nuts!

Scalable

Scalable

What's better than one of our nodes? A whole shit-ton of nodes! Can I write that on a website? I can't afford to get sued again.

Fast

Fast

I love me some CPUs. If I'm in a store and see processors for sale, you bet your ass I clean them out. My IT guys pretend they are upset, saying things like, "These aren't even the right kind!" or "They stopped making these in the '90s!". I know they love me.

Advanced

Advanced

We're so advanced, I can't understand what goes on in the meetings I'm in. I just usually nod and think about what's for lunch.

Bullet Point

Bullet Point

Despacito, quiero respirar tu cuello despacito.

Fast

Fast

I wonder what's for lunch? I hope it's not that weird fusion truck of countries that don't speak American. I need food, not a science experiment.

Are you even reading this?

Are you even reading this anymore?

I can't believe I signed up to write the copy for this. The last ten-ish or so web designers quit for some reason. I don't get it. Listen, just buy the damn nodes.

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