Timmy considered himself quite a succesfull entrepeneur. He was able to maintain a 300% markup on the goods that Kimmy was forced to make for him, due to the fact that her farm had been confiscated and she desperately needed the $1 per army man that Timmy was willing to pay her.
Timmy was always hampered by his arch nemesis, however. There was an establishment that also sold army men, for a slightly higher price. Luckily, Timmy was able to charge slightly less, so his business thrived.
One day, somebody firebombed his competition, and Timmy luckily had enough money to stop the police from investigating him.
“Due to market conditions, $30 is the new price for 5 army men, up from $19” he declared.
“Wait… why?” Jimmy meekly inquired and immediately regretted.
“THE MARKET MOTHER FUCKING SAID SO” and Timmy went to Jimmy’s family, beat them to death with a baseball bat, decapitated them, and set them up at the kitchen table. He put their decapitated heads on the table, and folded their hands on top of them. He giggled at the hilarious scene, but the babies hands wouldnt stay on the head. So he nailed them into position.
He was merely following the example set for him by the America the Beautiful in Latin America. Really.