It all started with a simple axe.
Well, not so simple, really. Our founder, Bob, had a passion for axes. Like, really a passion. He spent years collecting them, polishing them, and even gave them names.
There was Betsy, the trusty ol' friend. She was the first one he ever got. Found her at a garage sale for $5. She had a wonky handle that made her hard to use, but Bob didn't mind.
Then, there was the infamous Bertha. She was the axe that got away. Bob met her at a lumber store, and she was love at first sight. She was big, she was bad, and she was Bob's.
But, as with all great loves, it ended in tragedy. Bertha's sharp edge got the best of Bob, and she left him for another axe.
And that's when things started to go wrong. The other axes began to turn on Bob. First, it was just Betsy, but soon it was all of them. They started to gang up on him, and well, it was just a mess.
Now, we're just trying to survive in a world where the axes have turned against us.